Who truly deserves my heart?

She was my angel
When the sky was dark
When the earth was a stack
She was there
When my pocket was a stiff
By the heavy wind, hovering by it's eave
Sitting just next to me
When the world fades in despair
When lovers cast into the air

Magneting my palms
When my sight is gone
When I see no sun
She was my angel
Guiding my each step
I never cried for help
She was there
Through thick and thin
I never felt it on my chin
She was my hope builder
My hope recover

She was there in the prison yard
With me to see ease in every hard
She covers my flaws
When I'm busy being a daw

Abruptly was the distance merging
She was my messiah
Heading straight with an umbrella
Beautifully on her right
Was a lofty treasure of max height
Marvelously on her left
Was the key to my freedom cleft
She paid for my freedom
I finally got to stretch my centrum

Here’s my messiah
Displaying my future desire
Exchanging my dreams for reality
And trading away my anxiety
She brought all happiness desired
And all needed is acquired

Who truly deserves my heart?
My angel?
     Or
My messiah?

©Akanbi Taofeek 2018.