Poetry corner: Numero uno

[}M.idnight]

::Winter's Angel::

Sitting alone on a park bench
In agony and fiery pain
Pitch black darkness covering every inch of the sky
While whiteness swirls through the cold night air
All the delicate and powdery flakes
Blur my vision almost completely
I try to glance around
To look for something
And out of the corner of my eye
I catch something
Some dark shape in the distance
I try to get off the bench
And get a closer look
And even to run away
I am willing my body to move
But I can’t
All the pain is making my limps unresponsive
And it’s as if my body is frozen in time
The shape starts to move closer
Taking minute steps through the blanket of snow
All the snow in the air parts around it
Just as the Red Sea did for Mose
My vision then clears
And, at first
I think my eyes have betrayed me
For I think I see an angel
Standing right before me
She is a fair and gentle looking maiden
With skin that looks so soft and pale
Rosy cheeks and kind brown eyes
She walks up to me
Her long, pure, white gown flowing
Around her ankles and bare feet
And wraps me in her snowy white wings
She whispers softly in my ear
"Come with me,
You’re safe now"

I wrote this for my boyfriend, some what from his point of view. All I can say is that this is one of my best poems, or at least that's what I think.