Gaurdian Angel

Freezing, frezing in the cold,
Every breath is acompanied with a wish of death.
The time is ticking away,
Away my life.
My chattering teeth and my frostbiten toes,
All of the last things I shall see and hear.
But then there she was.
A bright golden woman,
Shurely from my dreams,
Was I imagining this?
Her golden hair?
Her deep blue eyes?
Her gracefull walk?
Her soft beautifull voice,
Ringing like bells?
And the best,
The last,
Her soft moist lips,
Presing against mine,
Encouraging me,
Yet frightning me.
I yearned for her touch,
I yearned to earn her heart.
As our bodies pressed together,
Keeping me warm,
Keeping me alive.
She was saving me from hell.
She was my gaurdian,
My gaurdian angel.