Love Poem: Throne

Throne

With heavenly visions and amazingly felt feelings
I kept, my hands on my back, waiting for the fruition
A beautiful song, sang by angels, even in my mind, my soul spend ages 
Waiting for the reflection on a mirror, wining streak
Feel the muscles in my ribs, thanks to God 
My mom kept preaching, showing me the holy works 
Angelic if I say so, was the letter I wrote 
Thank you God, thank you so 
Even in the peak of my humanity, nothing ever hurts my pride 
Pride is the devil, and no devil has room in my life