No exits

Innocent vivacious Angels

Poignant solitariness
Listening to oceans in a shell
But unable to be seen
A beauty of a blossom
The strength of a tree
That won’t break
And that doesn’t bend
That challenges life
That survives to bloom yet again
An eternal optimist
Trying to live forever in paradise
A mischievous glances
Some things appear as something else
Combustible stability
Volatile reluctance of the sublime
An innocent angel named Divine
With horns and wings
Mocking expressions of enchantment
Straddling the fine line of veracity
Mesmerizing and melting
With a sarcastic charisma
A searing effect
That gregarious curiosity
One small footstep at a time
There are no exits
When you’re lost in time