Foolish hearts swimming in the ethereal
Against burning stars waiting for their death.
Sacrificing the one that made me feel
Like I could survive with what I had left.
Like torn hearts needed nothing but their love;
A Heaven home was a small price to pay
For the angel held just because you could
but was frowned upon by where you should stay.
decisions made too early in the game
can turn against innocent lullabies;
The ending turns out ever much the same
and angels spend time on long goodbyes.
And casting into the skies now my dear
I miss you more now that you are up here.
Author notes
The prompt sort of looked like an angel gazing after a lost love so I came up with this story of an angel falling in love with a mortal and the ngiving her up...
I've also been looking at sonnets lately the whoel abab cdcd efef gg format... it's in pentameter but It's not iambic.
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