May I be light
Not for the bright
Or its warmth,
For not all light
Is made the same.

May I be the light
Touching your eyes
When you see your lover.
A beam of hope
A signal of salvation.

May I fly, may I travel
So fast and so far
Nothing would stop me
From a supernova
Across the Universe
To the tip of your finger
While counting the stars.

Think of me
Imagine, shape me
A being made of light
An angel, shining,
Burning.

Embrace me,
Breathe me in
As long as I shine
Inside your heart
This Angel of Light
Will never die.

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Art by Fer Caggiano, inspired on AI prompt, fully painted over.
Title by WildAlps
Poem by Victor Ribeiro