The Seraph and the Sorceress Pt. 2

The Seraph's eyes gaze lovingly down
At the gentle face of his Sorceress
Both arms and wings wrapped around her
Held close against him as he smiles
The fires of Hope burning throughout him
Guarding her from all that might come
Raising defiant eyes to any that sneer
The Angel and the Witch walk together
Trust growing, their hearts exchanged
No more fear lingering, no hesitation

Each comes from a past filled with shadow
The Seraph's wandering wrought with strife
Having wandered so long looking to bring Hope
The fallen and lost he searches even still for
Attacked at every turn by those that oppose
Arms and wings weary from the constant fight
Having left Heaven to take his restless path
His angelic heart broken for his lost kin
To bear Hope is his life, his purpose to be
So he searches for those who lost all and fell

The Witch, from birth wrapped in powers
Family struggles born from their innate nature
The tragedies almost brought to the fore
By naive mistakes and misunderstanding
Now bears the power in her heart carefully
Learning to respect what she has been given
Never forgetting the lessons she was given
Touching the realm of spirits and stepping away
Having been hurt by those who could not grasp
Takes steps towards being who she must be

Now with the pair joined, accepting all that is
The Seraph and the Sorceress bind to each other
Despite the lingering expectations of the future,
Uniting and deciding to be one spirit, in heart and soul
Waiting for the time to come where they can stand
Building their home as one, sharing life and roof
To share their worlds and open all the doors
Form the bonds of each mate, understanding and love
Waiting with eagerness and patience as moments pass
Smiling wistfully up at the moon each night

As the Seraph smiles down at his beloved Sorceress
She presses close to him, hearts beating as one
The angel caresses his most precious of loves
Gazing at her with compassion and trust supreme
Whispering the words of his deepest affections
She smiles back up at him and returns each word
Despite how quickly all fell into place for them
Their words cross time and push aside the barriers
Each has placed all hope and passion in the other's hands
Leaving behind all reservations, all doubts

Each night, the Seraph watches in his heart
Spirit aloft, watching over the sleeping Witch
Doing his best to keep her safe while he waits
Then once she is at last awake, falls into slumber
Safe in her arms, the vigilant Angel rests again
Having wandered the lonely road of his years so long
He is at last at peace, he is happy with his mate
No longer struggling to find reasons to smile
Relaxed and content with the Sorceress at last
Trusting her in the absolute, giving her everything

So, one day soon, the Seraph will lay beside his love
Touch her face, gaze down at her and fall even more
Loving every piece of her, her flaws and her perfections
So, until that day arrives, he dreams in waking
The Ghost of his mind, his fingertips, whispering
Despite his patient waiting, urges time to move faster
The Sorceress waits and smiles back from her place
So far away, but only for now she tells herself
Folding his wings, the Seraph watches the horizon
The sun setting on another day, another night falling