A Million Angels

Christmas is coming, Tinsel and laughter, You know, honey, What I’m after, The starlight that settles Like magical prayers In your eyes And upon your hair. Are you really prepared To never see me Or believe me That I’m in love With your superlative soul Fated to save my dreams From centuries of deprival, Ever returning back and forth Throughout the earth Awaiting your arrival To merely touch your hand? Every word I speak to you Is wild and strange, But in your quiet place, You trust me. A million angels In far-flung galaxies Are telling you the same, This is the lifetime That we’re destined To find each other.