• She was human, and he was an imp,

    for all he knew his heart was limp.

    He coasted along without a care,

    she always was with him, even though she would stare.

    They look at each other, often with a trace of affection,

    a picture like that would complete any collection.

    The girl will pet his wings, even when he's mad,

    though he doesn't show it, she's always made him glad.

    Now in the dead of night,

    he will affectionately hold her tight,

    for he knows that with her, he can express love like no other.

    Together they are, an Angel Imp and his Lover...