Feather

His gaze draws me in
And I can't look away
He's an Angel of Darkness
And I know he can't stay

But there's something about him
And I've got to at least try
So, I open my mouth and squeak out a
"Hi."

"Hello, little one." was his reply
"Are you willing to stop me?" He challenged out loud
His wings unfurling against the crowd.

His wings, jet black, were a wondrous sight
I watched in awe as he lifted his body up into flight.

Leaving behind only a
black, velvety
feather.