Reblogging this picture so http://rosewallflowers.wordpress.com/ can see it!
Hush, my darling, don’t you cry
And evil things will pass you by.
For not an hair will evil harm
With fallen angel at your arm.
To watch you cry in blessed sleep
Still cuts at me though not so deep.
My duty now to care for you
In previous ways I couldn’t do.
To drift in draughts from windowsill
In shades of grey I wander still,
Below the clouds that line your dreams
This angel’s with you so it seems.
And though I cannot touch your skin,
In cursed death I feel I win,
For limbo price I gladly pay
To be with you for all your days.
(Image courtesy Camino-Studios on deviantart.com)