Ellie, An Angel

Ellie, an angel, I dream.

               Heartbroken ballads, sung by women.

               Look at all her pictures, wish she sang.

               A light, like a star on a Christmas tree.


               The pictures, I build a kingdom.

               Of things we do in the dreams I make.

               She loves me, and she doesn’t burn.

               Crystal Palaces we explore for wonders.


               A green meadow, summer morning.

               Her head on my shoulder, sharing red wine.

               We’ll know every galaxy by this afternoon.

               She’ll kiss me for the first time, in the sky.


               Ellie, an angel, a dream.

               Silent in the world, I go to her alone.

               The sad songs invite her from paradise.

               And I have a light, but not Christmas trees.


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