Retired Angel

Up there were those blue eyes
lighting up the darkest nights
God gave him wings so he could fly
Maybe he died, maybe had never been alive

Down here was the lonely guy
hiding in the dark and wishing for some light
when things got tough he looked at the sky
wondering if he was dead or alive

was it and ordinary day or maybe a special time?
one of them sitting on a roof, the other sitting on a star
the lonely eyes looked up when the lights went off
so the stars lighted on and the blue eyes looked down
a long way between them
but love started dancing on that space

before the lonely boy laid in his bed
he opened a hole in his ceiling
to hear the song the angel was hearing

they both felt the music, they both got teary eyed
they both were having orgasms at the very same time

one pressing his hands, one spreading his wings
one listening the harps, one listening the wind

one was biting the pillow, one was biting the cloud
one was calling his hero, one was buried in doubts

they both were feeling tired, they both closed their eyes
they both were making love, for the very first time

the angel was scared to left a sacred place
but love was pushing his feathers 'till his wings fade away
song by song an angel going down
making love 'till finaly hit the ground

The angel kissed his body and better the weather
and when the lonely finaly gived a smile
the angel blew his face and it stayed forever