An Angel’s Questions

Is my love merely the tick-tock of this stolen moment?
Am I not the thoughtful one who completes you?
Do not your passions fill content?
Yet, why do you hide after a season of love?
Have you now become the clock empty?
Will you find happiness in the arms of earthly things?
How long shall I be your suffering angel?
Will you wish always for my celestial embrace?
Are you not comforted with your heavenly lover?
Do you not know these fleeting moments are secure?
Do these eyes frighten you away from my pendulate wings?
Do you not fear the rattle and wheeze of a discordant heart?
Does the dominance of inconsulate love become thy tear or fear?