With hair so golden as the morning sun and skin so soft as the gentle spring wind Your kisses as delicate as a rose petal and your caresses as soft as satin Your eyes are bewitching and your smile is enchanting When you blush, it's as if the angels have whispered a sweet secret in your dainty ear The freckles which line you powdered skin are the kisses of the angles you left behind when you fell to earth You came from above to shower my soul with your sweet attention I am ever-grateful to you, My Fallen Angel.
Reason for writing:
I met my fallen angel through a photo shoot and he reminded me of an angel the way the sun hit his hair and the way he so innocently blushed when I told him so. He couldn't be a normal angel becuase he has walked through too many fires and suffered too much pain.
Birth sign: Pisces
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