Friday 24 November 2017

Angel

An angel lay 
Bathed in cold moonlight
I breathed the warmth of my kisses
So it might permeate her skin 
And make it glow.

Her eyelids flickered
Like those stars 
Blinking faraway greetings of goodnight
And I know if they’d been open
They would fill my soul with light.

Oh soft rhythms guide my feet 
Soft rhythms lead me home
If each beat be a step
And your heart is mine
Then I will walk with you
Until the day I die.

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