Love Sonnet 156 If Angels Fall In Love, Will They, Too, Cry?

If angels fall in love, will they, too, cry?
When utterly naive on how things go,
When not required to pass, by ways they shy,
Nor privy to the bliss, that fools would know;
Torments would accentuate the feel of joys,
As peaks loft best, viewed from a well so deep;
The vagaries that love so oft employs,
Makes for the bittersweets that hearts may keep;
Lord please, an angel make of me, not yet,
As heart still dreams, and arms still yearn to hold,
For might in Heaven, I can't still forget,
Her wondrous sights that beckon to behold;
......An angel that I'll be with anywhere,
......And any place turns Eden, once she's there.

poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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