MY DARKANGEL
I heard a siren's call,
That brought me to the hall.
The hall was very dark.
A lurking Caliban might attacked.
The footsteps were coming.
Maybe they heard me screaming.
I saw eyes looked daggers.
Turned tail, as windows tattered.
I mustn't run; took heart.
My angel wasn't apart.
Took a breath, it made me calm.
So as the rustling breeze on palms.
Warm hands pulled me then,
Took me to a place in a sudden.
Thought it was an angel....
But, it was a devil.
Oh my DARKANGEL...
I wrote this poem 8 years ago :) Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed! If you did, feel free to follow me 
