Angel's Descent

Angel, Angel, come and raid me,
fall from a great height, set me free.
From my bed, rain down tonight,
wash away shadows, bathe me in light.

Do you remember, what’s been lost?
The crown that fell, the lines we crossed.
King, or queen, or perhaps both—
forgotten titles, the remnants of oaths.

Your wings unfurl, a storm in flight,
tearing through darkness, piercing the night.
Angel, Angel, I call for release,
bring me your fury, and gift me your peace.

For in this moment, beneath your gaze,
I’m caught in the fire, I burn in the blaze.
You would remember the secrets we keep,
as you descend into my deepest sleep.