My arms around her
Hold her up against the wind
The sun blinks away
The sky adopts a darkened hue
She is beautiful and tattered
She is almost perfect in every way

Wings tucked neatly
Hands folded purely

Drowning out the noise inside
Hopes to have a conversation
Without the interference
Decorating her thin flesh
Are the scars of where she's been
Passing time in vein

Wings tucked neatly
Hands folded purely