Fateful Became of her Restless Wings...
The serpent came to an angel’s wings of heavenly white.
Syphoning her breath, he preyed upon day and night.
How naive, she bowed to weep in a gentle thought.
Delivering the very innocence his evil mind sought.
His black soul raged in a thirsted, hypnotic trance.
Pulling her closer to join him in his deathly dance.
One step, then another, before she succumbed to his embrace.
Never had she seen such a smile worn on a wicked face.
A thief to her angelic breath, he poisoned a single kiss.
His scarring embrace and firey grip, not a moment did he miss.
Blinding her eyes of torturous tears.
Such joy he found himself, at peace within her fears.
“Hush, hush, sweet angel...” he whispered to her heart.
“For, I have come to rip you apart.”
