Angel. (19-08-07).
Memorie’s in my head, a wispering in my mind, a voice speaking to me.
An angel for me not knowing her name. Light around her, bright light full fills me.
Knowing she is right here next to me makes me feel like a king. Feeling her touch makes me as vunerable as a little child.
Her skin soft and smooth and her bright eyes a warm light that takes me away to an world of dreams. Deep into the world of dreams betwin stars and the moon. Soft in your arms, just we alone in the night. Caried on wings of light we look upon a world of poems and magic.
(In samen werking met: Robbie Akkerman).