what lies around us
unaltered by our lies,
a world of beauty
and enchantments of sorts
where fairies are free to fly.
pixies and nymphs
and flowers in bloom
and trees holding the world
magnificent dragons
of the smallest of sorts
freely let their wings unfurl.
but the greatest
in this world so vast
is the last thing you'd expect
the darkest angel
cast down from heaven
and it is her we all forget.
she is the lover
of the shadows
and the moonless nights
unable to be seen
she is always hidden
and kept well out of sight
but under her cloak
of the dark and itch black night
is her soul and beating heart
which yeilds her only light.
i couldnt find the bigger version of the picture, so i had to use this one.
