Fallen Angel...
What is your name?
Where is your sweet charm?
Or the calm space around you?
Have you lost your wings?
Have you dipped your wings in the sweet river of human vanity?
Long are the nights, weary are the days, without you
And I find myself needing your touch…
Fallen angel, where are you?

Have you found your bearing?
Or is the earth too slippery for your foothold?
Do you find yourself in regret? Or are you in love?
With earthly wonders around you, does it fill your senses?
And the life you have embraced
Have you felt pain like I have?
Or is your destiny to grace our lonely planet for a few mortal moments
And leave me in eternal desire for you…
Fallen angel, where are you?

How does it feel to be a part of the life we lead?
Do you know what love is? And who do you love?
Have you felt its warmth, feel the coldness of its wrath?
How does it feel to know that you are only human?
Are you able to read between the lines, the subtle nuances of people?
Or are you living to exist, or is it the other way around?
Fallen Angel, where are you?

Do I fit into the scheme of things; am I in your thoughts?
Questions seek answers, and I remain forever in the quest of you
Spread your wings and take flight, Make your way to me
And find strength in my arms, find love in the knowledge that I will never leave you
Or let you down, and be your reason to live, love and grow
Or are you only in my dreams?
Fallen Angel… Where are you?

GENESIS: I wrote this for a woman I loved secretly and well, after I watched the 'City of Angels', I found a way to express the feeling that is between pleasure and pain... although a memory, now since that was quite a while back... I can look back fondly to a time when love was innocent and did not understand (nor did it choose to buy into) reality.