I wonder

I sing among the rightous,

You slave among the damned.

I wonder if I should choose to fall,

So I could hold your hand.

I wonder if your blood tears,

Would turn to ones of joy.

Despite your death-felt pain,

Despite my helpless crys.

Is our love forever lost,

Seeing your darkened past.

I fear that if I choose to fall,

For you I still won't last.

(c)Emily_Beautiful_Cherub

Art: (c)Chantel Jones

Beautiful Willow

Beautiful willow,

With you I shall weep.

Comforting gaze,

Rock me to sleep.

Afraid and alone,

I can’t bear to see.

All of the tears,

That used to be me.

Beautiful willow,

On you I shall lean.

Beautiful dawn,

A comforting scene.

(c)Emily_Beautiful_Cherub

My Phantom

I looked at his face

And saw a monster.

I looked at his body

And saw a man.

I looked into his eyes

And saw sorrow.

I listened to his voice

And heard an angel.

I kissed him

And felt passion.

There were no faults on him

But on me.

I left him there

To die alone.

I left him

All for a man of worldly beauty,

Truly blinded to what beauty really was.

All to be haunted

By his memory.

By my Phantom,

My Angel,

My Love.

Art: Her Phantom (c) Foxfires

Poem: My Phantom (c) Emily_Beautiful_Cherub

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