She soars,
Like an angel from Heaven and Hell,
Flying through my world
With the bittersweetness
Of Sunday morings spent at a bar.

She is evil
And she is righteousness.
She is despair
And she is hope.
She is
My Hot Dark Angel.

She sees through everyone
With those burning green eyes
And I know she knows
How much I love her.
But she says nothing.

For she is evil
And she is righteousness.
She is despair and she is hope.
She is
My Hot Dark Angel.

Her life is bitter, but she is sweet;
She plunges straight through the challenges she meets;
And day after day I pray that she loves me.

She sparkles;
She gleams;
She beams.
She is
Katherine.
And she is the one for me.