Angel of the heavens above, Bless the man I'm dreaming of. Place a kiss upon his head, Tuck him gently in his bed. Lightly stroke his soft brown hair, As I would, if I were there. Hold him safely; hold him tight, And wake him with the morning light. Tomorrow, Angel, let him see He was never less than an angel to me.
Reason for writing:
It's almost Valentine's day... ;)
Birth sign: Aries
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