The Fallen

She fought long and hard all her life,
Tempting the demons to try to defeat her.
He was always there to keep her safe.
She laughed and danced in the sunlight,
He watched and smiled at her at play.
While her enemies leered at him and plotted.
Biding their time before they set their plan into motion.
They watched as she took flight for another battle.
Moved fast they did and captured him.
Kept him bound and taunted him,
He watched in horror as they struck her down.
She looked for him as the pain took her,
Sending her spiraling down to the ground.
They laughed and cheered when she crashed.
He fought with fury and lashed out at his captors.
He screamed in anger as ripped away from them.
His eyes blazed and he raced to reach her.
Her eyes gazed up at him filled with agony.
He cradled her gently in his arms.
There he wept holding her growing cold body.
His tears, the last thing she tasted as the fell on her face.
His darkening wings, the last thing she saw.
His shattering heart, the last thing she heard.
His arms holding her close was thing she felt.
And there they remain, the fallen and her angel.