WHISPERING ANGELS
DAVE THE POET

If one word from you
Could set me free
A single look, Into a stranger’s eyes
Holds the vision, Of a lifetime
Only those in heaven
Look down, From above
I hear the Angels whisper
When will I be loved

What for some comes easy
Others find hard
A devil-eyed dealer
With loaded cards
On the edge
You can stand, Jump or be shoved
The whispering Angels wondering
When will I be loved

A broken heart, Sheds no blood
Lost time, Eats alone
Burn a bridge, Walk on
Enough traveled road
You wind up home
Desperate, To kiss the world
In your finest cloth
Waiting, To be judged
In the passion, There is peace
In the silence, All will be loved