She was an angel craving chaos.
Her voluminous plume having grown heavy
She sought to shed the burden of a few perfect feathers.
Fleeing into the night she dropped
Fiery crumbs across the sky.
Chasing the trail he gathers up the embers
Against the skin of his back;
He was a demon seeking peace
In the singe of heaven’s falling star.
Met in the midst of their agony