Terrible angel Love

Terrible angel, g, sometimes we don’t believe it, either

You don’t believe I’m real, and ditto, you seem a dream

And yet, we’re pulled together again, we do, and we don’t

Believe what’s said, we just look at each other incredulously

As if you saw an angel in my courage when you flee

And I an angel in you, and, in terror of her Beauty, flee

When we flee, public opinions’ tide turns between us,

But whatever’s said, giving up’s an impossiblity for us

We flee from becoming that terrible angel, Bonding

Yet you and I are that terrible angel, g: and so we flee