The Fallen

The dust from which we rise
feeds me the power
to slake the lust within her eyes
hour on the hour
for i am man
and therefore i can
spread an angel's wings
to see how close she brings
me to exploring the big bang...

is she my evolution?

look at her glow
her touch holds the solution
to puzzles my body doesnt even know

but when when flies
my heart dies and dies
for i am am man
and therefore still i stand
to look for her in the skies...