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In The Eyes Of My Angel

In The Eyes Of My Angel

In the eyes of my precious Angel, I see the portal to his soul;

And the love that it was filled with, that kept mine ever whole!

Now without him it is so lonely, it cries for him each day;

For in it is a vacancy, that will never go away!

Michaelangelo once found some lovely marble, in which an Angel did he see;

That he carved, and when he was finished, he set the Angel free!

Five hundred plus years later, God sent the Angel back down to earth;

To find his long lost soulmate, so their love could have rebirth!

And sure enough he found me; I knew the day we met;

That he was my dear most sacred soulmate, disguised as my treasured pet!

For almost fourteen years we shared a love, like few have ever seen;

Two soulmates bound together, with hearts forever gleaned!

But Angels have many duties, to tend to in God’s Dome;

And his services were needed, so God had to bring him then back home!

But before my soulmate left me, he told me he had to go away;

And as I looked into his pure eyes, they said “We will reunite again one day”!

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