When you whisper in my ear I tremble for your touch.
Hold me close and kiss me softly, I can’t think straight.
You have given me so much, hope I can repay all you have done,
You are always on my mind.

When I’m scared I know where to turn.
Your are my guardian angel who shines with blinding light,
looking down on me with eyes that leave me stunned.
You have saved me so many times.

The need gets stronger every second I’m with you.
You’re like a drug to me, I can’t pull away.
Angel what have you done to draw me so deep? I am yours.
I need you now, I give you all of me.

When you're gone I feel lost and I hide inside.
The pain is ripping but inside my head I can sooth my heart,
and in my dreams I reach for you, I hope you do the same.
Just come back to me my angel.

When our lips touch a ripple runs down my spine,
tender messages tease limbs; you must know what you do to me.
My heart flutters and love pours though me.
Spread your wings and come back home to me angel.

Before I sleep I pretend your arms are tight around me.
My heart skips when I imagine your face,
your breath upon my neck and the warmth you spread.
I don’t want you to leave again.

I spend every day waiting for you,
waiting for the hours to pass before I see you again.
I wonder what you do, where your go, how you're going.
I know I can’t live without you.

I am not perfect, angel, but I am yours.
Will you take me with you when you fly?
I can’t survive the loneliness again sweet light.
So, my angel, please…love me.

- Scarlett Van Dijk

Sometimes the air stifles, smothers – hard to breath.
Sometimes the muffling, tangle of my mind deafens.
Sometimes when I think the strangling, putrid thoughts won’t be unwound
I am proved wrong.

Since seeing the deep, seeping stare of nervous admiration.
Since the phone call that sapped my energy, shooed my thoughts away.
Since the snapping, electric touch which sent my heart to flutter
I have been proved wrong.

Time has passed yet my heart still calls out unconstrained.
Time keeps the sharp, fervent  breath of anticipation lasting.
Time never slows to let me rejoice of the little things –
   The touch of velvet comfort
   The musky, lulling smell
   The protecting embrace
   or the voice who proves me wrong

Even though I get broken I know I will be fixed.
If I let the stinging tears run they will be swept aside.
Now when I look into your cordial, overwhelming eyes
I know you proved me wrong.

I know you proved me wrong.

-Scarlett Van Dijk