There is a rainstorm in my heart, tonight
a distant thunder falls, a flash of light
and my halo falls at the sight, of you
my wall cracks open,
and let in the light of you, anew

Can I be a dark angel tonight?
Can I be the candle in the night?
Will you play with my flames
until you call out my hidden names?

There is a yearning in my heart, tonight
a fragrant wisp of wistful delight
my wings find their sheen in you
I spread them open
and soar on the wind, that is you

Can I be a dark angel tonight?
Can I be the candle in the night?
Will you play with my flames
until you call out my hidden names?

We’ll go to heaven on the road of bliss
every minute sealed with a kiss
we’ll find nirvana with the secret of our tongues
and get lost in the chorus of love-cried songs

Can we be angels tonight?
Can we be the flames of the candle lights?
We will burn until we rise again
like phoenix-born without so within?

Angels us, in the twilight of delight
we will lead each other into the new light…

(c) 2018 Allen Wolfie Simpson

Photography: Giepie Breedt

Concept Art: Wolfie