Angelic Sighs
whispers
in the corridor
alone
faces, hands & feet
the vortex of a smile permeates good taste
a lushes flavor of a scent
to bask in the vast expanse of love
coming down out of heaven up above
we stare at the ceiling at night
a black cat sending quite a bit of fright
outside the fervor of laughter on its decorum
we tend to sweep things underneath the rug
when all the great while we are in need of a hug
to love a hand to hold a heart will mend
columns of ivy hue but you say its nothing knew
we laugh, cry & disagree
sullen brevity
angelic sighs in her eyes
the twilight sun has tainted my inner vision
a souls fixation
alone again
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