"Tool Angel, tool eye"2007 © by xxhaqxx Candi,USA used under a Creative Commons Attribution, 3.0 License |
Sly lady who calls herself the Angel of Love
Lured me to her fine silky web
Woven with sweet tempting words and misty promises;
Promises of a better day, of meeting up with Love...
My feelings reached a Crescendo, but then slowly ebbed..
She scorns, she mocks, she whispers, she entices
And I was left midway like a stupid Dove;
Innocence still reflecting upon Love...
And he came, and he went;
A lover that was only lent
For one cloudy, rainy day;
Angel of Love, the sly lady's play...
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