Herald Angel

Herald Angel

How can a vision taste of honey

When intrusion strikes my bed

Suspended o’er each path I take

Dropping crumbs of dread

From pockets of an angel

A winged augury

That cloaks me in its darkness

Bound to never set me free

Taunting luminescent eyes

That speak to me their truth

I have been caught up – mesmerized

By the naivety of youth

For in those eyes

The song of ages

Sang unto my soul

All the hidden pleasures

Of the flesh – so bountiful

I was ensnared by a visage

That I could not resist

And having peeled away its mask

To find danger exists

Behind the eyes of my true love

I’d placed at heaven’s door

In dreams, when I see crumbs of dread

I rise and scream, No more

 

©Kay Salady

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About Kay Salady

I write about the greatest force on earth that, I believe, lives on forever and surpasses all else. "All your poems read like I am watching an artist use words instead of colours full of feeling." ~Anon.

Posted on August 19, 2013, in poetry and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. Wonderful

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