Feathers from an Angel's Wings

(Inspired by a lovely poet who shall remain nameless)
 
How delicate and fragile are these words she waxes poetic
Like feathers from the wings of angel trapped earthbound  
 
They tell of love, longing, betrayal and loss
Words too beautiful to be spoken aloud as if they would burst in the air
 
I recognize the deep pain, feel the rawness of her emotions
Realizing that they come from one who has felt these arrows first hand and cannot escape their sting
 
At times I picture her face, tears softly flowing
As she opens up her heart, shares her quiet pain
 
Like this is the only way that she can find relief or solace
By transfering them to the page where they can be locked away in some bound volume
 
To someday be found by that special one, the man she deserves and awaits
Who will read these poems, see her inner beauty, rescue her from her suffering and solitude
 
Oh, were I that man, so worthy to ride in like a knight of old
Pulling her onto my steed, whisking her away to Camelot
 
Taking her to my chateau, wiping away her tears
Kissing her angelic lips and enfolding her in my arms
 
But sadly I am not that chevalier, destined only to pine and wait
Hoping to discover more of her fallen feathers, the closest I will ever get to heaven