Walking into the past
I find my angel at last.
The one I've lost so many times.
She stands as elegant as ever
With me knelt before her forever
Her fool as you surely will find.

She's as perfect as I remember
From that distant December
When we last said our goodbyes.
And so we meet again
My life-long friend.
And I'm already lost in your eyes.

By: Anthony AJ Jackson
12-18-2k 9pm