ON A COLD WINTER`S EVE`
UNDER A CRIMSON SKY,
I GO SEEKING MY ANGEL
AS MY HEART GOES WILD.
FINDING A SOUL MATE
IN THESE MODERN TIMES,
IS LIKE TRYING TO SOLVE
ALL THE ENDLESS CRIME`S.
HER BEAUTY IS SEAMLESS`
LIKE THE CHANGING SEASONS,
FOR ME NOT TO FIND HER`
WOULD BE AN ACT OF TREASON.
MY SEARCH IS ENDLESS
AND SO IS MY DEVOTION,
FILLED WITH A LOVE MUCH
DEEPER THAN ANY OCEAN.
THAT AMAZING STARE
FROM BEAUTIFUL EYES,
JUST SHOWS HOW HIGH
MY ANGEL FLIES.
AS DARKNESS FALLS
WITH FEAR ALL AROUND,
MY HEART REMAINS EMPTY`
MY ANGEL CAN NOT BE FOUND.
I SHALL KEEP SEARCHING
IN LIFE AND AFTER DEATH,
FOR I WOULD GIVE YE
MY FINAL BREATH.
Written By
Carl Spencer
25th January 2005
Dedicated to JessAngel2003
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Dedicated to JessAngel2003
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I guess we all need an angel. I have been seeking mine too. This was so beautiful and intriguing. I could feel the longing in the words. Excellent job my friend. Beautiful poem.
becca
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thankz
it was written for a distant friend
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This is very beatiful and breath taking, My Jester... Kind of dream like...
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Seeking My Angel
Thankz
where have you been hiding ?
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