The Heat of an Angel

My heart is dripping as it melts, like ice to water

Like molten metal burning red, no longer able to protect itself

Though if she were to let go I would surely perish

I trust the height at which the angel carries me

To trust is not my nature, yet trust is all I can have

Though I grip her wings tightly and pull myself closer,

I know she could will me to fall

And fall I would with sorrowful acceptance

For my heart has melted as I never thought it could

And how my heart is dripping for you

And now your wings are staining

The warmth and comfort of love is a bit too painful

But I wish to burn here forever in the wings of an angel