DEMON'S ANGEL

The dark, evil beast raises it's eyes toward the fleeing flames, rasies it's head to the climbing tomb, this cavern, his prison well beneath the light of day, the world of the living.
The Angel flies swirlling in the bright blue skies above the clouds and she looks around her loving domain, her heaven and thinks about whats more.
The darkness begins to rise and the whiteness begins to sink, they begin to merge and as the two beings meet, the flash blinds them, but they come to and notice each other and on reflex the beauty flees this evil, this beast and it droops its head in shame but the love returns to hover about it and as she flies the flames die and she reaches out a hand. The demon reaches toward the out-streched hand but pulls back quickly not wishing to drag the light into such a dark, demented torture but as he looks back upon her face she nods her head and he knows there is good in him and that she can see it. so he reaches out and touches her hand and he sees through her eyes and looks upon a white figure ther sitting among the dark and a star peers through, the brightness floats to him and lands upon his brow and the world ignites in a flash of blue and as you awaken to the realization that the star striken figure is you, your love is carried to you on a pair of invisible wings, who is this creature? you wonder as she speaks.