Dear... Angel Boy
Look at you,
So real in the sunlight
At once mortal and angel, for I swear
You could stop the armies of hell
With only that smile
And yet it is not your skin I fear,
But my own, for if I take your hand,
I am afraid I will pass right through you
So gently and intangibly
To be forgotten in moments
But if you will take that,
You can be my angel,
And I can be your invisible
Girl made of air
Not unworthy but unearned
Standing at the edge of you
Looking in on your world