An Angel

It sizzles
Down the mirror of joy

Mothers call
Aye

Blessed torturous lies
Heaven sighs,why?


Treacherous deceitful smiles
Long waits,awhile


Birth of sorrow
Nurtured strikes


A story told
More than twice

Greenfields
Virgin rice


With her house
Close to mine


Stranger's
Yet we had time


Milady I called
Her fingers,cutting lime .


She turned
Looking like a gold,a dime


In her eyes
I saw mine

She was one
But I swore,I saw nine


Yes
She replied


A word ,I heard
Piercing through my mind

Her neighbors
Said she was kind

No doubt
She made me blind

My heart
And hers combine

An attraction
We felt a bind

Passing through
History with time

With all
My struggles,my love life

Girls
That pierced my heart with knives


In that moment
Finally,I saw what was mine.