My angel calls-
Announces her being,
Imposes her will,
Levels me down
My angel
Gently floats down.
Pale skin,
White glow,
Both feared and loved-
She speaks her mind
Diplomatic,
Like my own private conscience-
Demands respect.
She sighs
Voice like bells
Ringing up high.
Explains her errand
And most important-
Her life
An unwise word may kindle strife
She rises into the sky.

