an angel

i see a saint when i look at you as may be an angel from the heaven

i feel something whenever you're around, something beautiful and worth the risk

to glance at your face, tells me how forutnate i am to be with you

when you walk and dream of things that i never dreamt before

how god in his power fused the earthly beauty into a single mortal, which he blended

into perfection by putting a unique spirit into a much awaited body.

you are an angel amidst the human race...

whenever you're around, i feel god's presence with you.

it's so amazing how an angel blended in the face of humanity with me--

unconvinced of it. but how do you walk with an angel?

how do you hold him and never let go? how about if that angel didn't know he's an angel?

and you didn't have a slight chance to touch his heart?

i can see you walking into a corridor, the sun's rays "highlighted" your path

how god's grace has rested on you, i can only not your smell...

is how angels be known?