True Love

Self-conscious, shy
As you hold me tight
Can't look into your eyes
As you kiss me light
Yet, I bare my soul
Celebrate every touch
Loving you blindly
And way too much
For true love can see
With eyes closed, without sight
For true love can touch
All emotions, without doubt slight

Angels

On a dark deserted highway
A downpour, stranded alone
A lone cab passing by
Driver on his way home
Took a detour for my safety
Going that extra mile
Without being thrifty.

Ending a long, tiring day
Got into a crowded bus
A frantic search, for my lost purse
Creating a huge big fuss
Stepped in a stranger, unknown
Bought my ticket to get home
Reassuring me with his gentle tone.

Running a high fever
Cold, unstoppable shivers
Starving, all alone
Desperate for friendly favors
Came in a helpful neighbour
With whom I never spoke often
With warm soup to savor.

Angels come visiting
Every once in a while
Helping us, giving guidance
A reason for us to smile
Searching for their wings, blinded by perception
Just need to turn around to see our own
To do good in return, keeping love in motion.