Fond.

slp my angel sleep....
dream my angel dream...
feel the rough caress deep
as the touch tells wat i scream.

i love thee,
i hurt.
clearly i see...
i am dirt.

anger whirls.
jealousy burns.
sorrow hurls.
sadness churns.

the clear path i dream,
but i am dirt i am.
but as i turn to the seen
i've left my filth since the starting end.

breathing gently,
paradise lingers your smile.
dirt cradles you shakily,
unworthy of that smile.

i beg whole hearted,
look me through.
unworthy admitted,
but i still caress you true.

sorry lingers around this balcony tonite