I stare up into the cloudless night sky,
Musing silently as my thoughts hurry by,
I dream of a timeless love,
I hunger for a unsatable hug,
Then I hear a poetic boom.
and see an angel atop her broom.
Look and see, an angel with wings of gold.
Travelling into hearts and kissing souls,
Blessing a smile that is awakening and giving.
in all it's purity and unbinding blessing.
My darkness shivers in untouched hate.
My shadows creep away from her, seeing her fate.
My muse hungers in morbid inner debate.
The angel laughs sending warmth flowing within me.
Her laughter is the sweetest whisper amist my plea.
I am shaken and can no longer stand.
The angel comforts me with a loving hand.
Her broom lies safely nearby.
Her voice sounds like heaven's lullablies.
I feel at peace, my thoughts at rest.
My muse has been blessed.
By a heavenly angel, with wings of gold.
A heart full of love~ twentyfold!
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