Fallen Angel

Fallen Angel,
just wondering who stole her wings...
Living between sky and earth,
looking for what may be herself.

Fallen Angel,
remembering old stories
that had spoiled her white-colored skin,
just antique illusions
that slowly disappears with bloody tears of sin....

May you Fallen Angel,
return to your cloud?
You sadly smile me and answer:
I don't think so, but are you sure you what me back?