Angel 3

Reckless Angel give me back my heart or if not,
allow me all of yours.
Iron wingspan dipped in gold-see them glitter along that trail of night.
No, don't dust me in your shimmer and send me to sleep- I would watch you beneath that veil you keep.
Alight atop your witchling's Moon you smile at me and spin your web.
It draws in my fervent wishes flung to the Mother, but you'll have them to yourself to answer, not another.
Peering through the crystal orbs with your midnight eyes, each one reveals to you my hearts deepest desire.
They whisper to you as you hold each one close, hoping it will be the one you release with the warm press of your lips so sweet.