Angel

 

Angel

I was thinking you might like this

the beauty in

this

the soft delicate mood

the colors crying out loud

etched upon the wall

scratches

to remind us of the light

and how it warms our cold nights

how the light dances

an easy slow waltz

smooth silk like ripples

across your body

fevered with green yellow

warmth

and cool smooth welcomes

of blue

welcomes of blue

serenade, saunter, slip

into your chamber

holding your dearest and deepest

friend

that fragile white shell

from the core of the ocean

never seen

by the cherry red that burns

across your eyes

sad, intimate, and surreal

the vulnerable crescent moon

drips

yellow-white webs

chords of

the angels voice’s

Sirens from the deep blue

green liquid

effortlessly pierce

your skin

waking your sultry heart

alive with

viridian nights and

the pink pale days

electric

and ice blue.

I have seen the angel

she touched my hand

cool, sensual and for long

I lost my breath

but for a second only

to taste the sweetness

of her touch

do you think she is real?

for real I thought it

not a moment

but a century of wars

could arrest this heart

be still

I am sure it will come

to be

in time, not mine.

 

Poetry and Art – ©Jay Mora-Shihadeh

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  1. This took my breath away like the writer’s with the angel touch. All of it beautiful…the colors and words together…breathtaking.:)
    -Jennifer

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