part XXI : Deep Waters
There was a swift rational choice to make
the Fisherman knew standing at the icy pond.
He could not make any kind of mistake
as the dove waited for him to respond.
Angel's body sank deeper into the thick swamp
of icy waters where her breath was lost.
The Fisherman with his foot began to stomp
thinking about how much their sin had cost.
" Well what is the answer? " asked the
dove;
" Do you want God's help with this
cause?"
The Fisherman looked into the skies tearfully
above
crying out, " I can't have any more
flaws!"
With that the white dove flew far away
but the Fisherman knew the Angel was saved
for he alone would save her or pay
with his own life, that which devils craved.
Looking toward the Heaven with sincere prayer
the Fisherman asked God to let him win.
He knew he alone had to save her,
so they could receive forgiveness for their sin.
The Fisherman took a deep breath,
running towards the great big hole on ice.
In frozen waters he fell into depth
sinking rapidly, like a great human sacrifice.
What seemed like years, deeper he quickly sank
wondering when all of this would be over.
the thick pond water his lungs drank
too much, and now he missed the clover.
His own air became limited as he saw
the Angel, naked, leg caught in a beam.
Time running out because of Murphy's Grand Law
they held each other, and began to dream.
Apofisherman
part XXII : There is always Hope
You might think the story ends here
and for Angel and her Hero it's over
it seems their sin drowned them by fear
and never again would love on the clover.
As the Fisherman touched her skin
and held her with all of his might
Angel's heart to beat once again would begin
and she embraced him ever so tight.
Her lips, blue from the icy waters, reached his
and with her last breath
she gave him one more angel kiss
and thought this would be death.
The Fisherman opened his eyes
and knew no time was left to waste
he grabbed her fragile body and broke the ties
and swam to the surface in haste.
With Angel in his arms once more
barely breathing himself from this task
he reached upon a different shore
where springtime was once again to bask.
He laid the Angel on the lush, green grass
covering her with fragrant flowers
and he knew not a day would pass
he wouldn't be thankful of Heaven's endows.
The sun warmed their bodies from the evil frost
and Angel opened her eyes and said:
" Thank you, my Hero, without you, I'd be
lost,
I thought I was left for dead. "
the Fisherman couldn't say a thing
as he laid quietly by her side
feeling this was more than just a fling
he never again wanted to hide.
Angel
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