Who is who now?

[vilhem]

Free to come and go, to do whatever you pleased

And I alone, my soul on fire

I stopped eating

To burn my resentment

The body starving, the mind in a beautiful peace

They proclaimed my death your penance

And you vowed love had no place in this world

Or in your heart

Forever more

I watched from heaven´s gate as you cursed your god

Not caring that

Comments

[zaranity]

Powerful, bittersweet and precious.
Like it and the way it is written Fauno.
Thanks for sharing*hugs*

[vilhem]

Bows, enchanted that it met your standards, Zarina.

[zaranity]

*grins*:) Go on under them, yes?-wink-

[angels_caress]

How do I imagine or see Angels? - hmm, I've only seen one, but a number of times, and he looked like a man, mostly. Its hard to explain, he had no wings, and yet he did, he looked ordinary at times and yet there was something about him, a light, a glow, a - oh, I don't know, but something. He told me his name - Michael, as he stood before me, as real and as solid as anyone else. I touched him. He was kind and gentle, yet he pushed me mercilessly, to a point where I took control of my life. There were times he made me very angry and yet, when I look back, I realise that there was no other way he could have achieved what he did. And though I have not seen his physical presence more than very fleetingly in recent years, I always feel him around me.

[vilhem]

like a man...always like a man. No wonder some women envy us to the point of hate. Angels should be beautiful and delicate like women. Constantine, Gabriel was portrayed by an actress, The passion of Christ, the devil was portrayed by another actress.
But your Michael was male.

[nielhouse]

Wow. You never cease to amaze me.

♥Jodie♥

[vilhem]

Si, I am thinking about sex too.

I Do Not Believe Friends Come To Us By Accident.

[lady_alinore]

This said it better than I could, mon cher ami. Without friends how would we ever survive the pain sometimes. Are they not angels of a sort? Who knows, perhaps I saw an angel once and he looked just ...like...

Sending me Angels
(Jerry Lynn Williams/Frankie Miller)
Standing on the bank of a river

Re: I Do Not Believe Friends Come To Us By Accident.

[vilhem]

Simply exquisite.

[marlene_novalis]

Let me tell you a little story. When I was a child I learnt that when you mix all colours you finally get white. I really tried but my result was always black. Finally, I think I was about 5 years old, I decided that black and white are the same, they only seenm to look different.

[vilhem]

Smiles. You may be right. Like the dove and the snake.