An angels fingertips
To hold
In timeless times
Wings unfold
Flames about
The haloed light
Speechless voice
Upon the night.
Silent sentries
Line the walls
Faces stern
Bugles call
Daggers sharp
Swords unsheathed
In awe such magic
Slowly creeps.
A wisp of Heaven
As clouds drift by
Looking into
Angels eyes
Your gleaming wings
Alight this night
Then suddenly
Out of sight.
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Author:
nephilim56 (
Offline) - Published: April 4th, 2025 02:52
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Comments1
Nicely written with good meter it flows like honey and with nice rhyme
very kind, much appreciated, thanks
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