One for me, One for someone else

One for me

The Magician

Black suit, white shirt
buttoned down just a few,
just enough to tease
the ladies

His coffee eyes twinkle
with mischief as he strides
up the stairs tonight
once again

White teeth, blindingly so,
an enigmatic grin
to engage and enamor
the audience

The Magician.
He's the star tonight.


One for someone else

Guardian Angel

Slumped against the wall of her room, staring
At the scene before her. Clean bed, neatly
Arranged books, they don't show the real her
The room is too stark, does not reflect the chaos
In her heart. She just wants to break free.

She's losing it, slowly but surely. Like a tap when
It's just been turned off, the water starts to drip
Slower and slower. Till all that is left is the echo as
Each drop hits the bottom of the sink, as it slowly
Slides down and disappears into the abyss of her soul

Every minute, every hour, a little of her wastes away
Into nothing. She 's running out of time. She doesn't
Know what she's waiting for. She slowly sinks lower into
Depression. She's about to do something she knows she
Will regret. She can't help it. It's calling to her.

She's about to start, her arms start to shake, when firm
But gentle hands hold them down. She looks up to see him
Looking at her through warm eyes. She knows he caught him
Knows he should be angry, but he's not. He simply brings her
Hand up, he gently kisses her wrist. He knows how she's suffering

He sits down, slowly pulls her towards him in a soft, gentle embrace
She clings to him, not desperately, but with relief. He feels the
Desperation coursing through the both of them. Two wings on his back
Fold neatly around them like a blanket, protecting them from cold.
He should be in heaven, but he fell from grace a long time ago

He is her guardian angel, just as much as she is his

Cheers and Waiting,
Healing Poet