Angels Sin

Marked in many places,

With care and love abound,

Taking in the sting,

While kneeling on the ground,

Red rose petal cheeks,

Forming scarlet treasures,

Which adorn my body,

That I appraise with pleasure,

Fluid warm and tepid,

Streaming down like rain,

The brackish running waters,

Impassioned by the pain,

I've almost lost my senses,

I'm flying far from here,

Lost in how I'm feeling,

Crying blissful tears.