With graceful steps...
Contributed by
dream_protector_bp
on
Tuesday, 25th January 2005 @ 06:30:47 PM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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With graceful steps,
You glide down unto earth,
From the heavens and sky:
The angel lands.
You turn to me.
After surveying the area,
And stare into my eyes,
Yours, an indefinable color,
One that changes always,
Flickering with life,
And divine madness.
You turn and stare,
Seemingly forever,
Into my mind,
My heart
My......soul.
You take a step toward me,
Your golden hair is caught in the sunlight,
And reflects the sun's rays,
Forming a perfect halo.
The wind seems to blow through you,
Lifting you up,
Every step.
But elsewhere, and all around,
The air stands still,
Forever in pause.
My breath is held.
You continue your journey towards me,
Your wings slowly fold out,
Then back in.
With every step,
Your wings disappear a little more,
Until they are gone,
And so too is any doubt in my mind.
You are so beautiful.
There is an aurora around you,
Surrounding,
It is a warm golden color,
That compliments your every feature.
It is heavenly.
You are done,
Your journey ended.
You are now upon me,
Close to me,
Your face from mine; only a few inches away.
Then...the world ends.
The skies turn a red and pink hue,
One of a sunrise and sunset;
With pinks and purples, and blood red clouds.
The sun turns blue,
The heavens turn orange,
And my eyes are again filled with gold.
You smiled.
You smiled at me.
At me.
You give me a hug,
Seemingly unaware of what you have done,
And you hang on close to me,
Longer than you should,
And you close your eyes.
The angel closes her eyes.
I take this time to rest my head on yours,
And take in your essence.
And you don’t mind.
I can feel you smile
More gold.
Golden love.
Then I lift up my head,
And you lift up yours,
And we should kiss
We should kiss
We should
Kiss
But we don’t,
And you smile again,
And say goodbye,
With one final hug.
And you leave me.
Taking your blue sun,
And your orange skies,
With your red clouds,
And golden love,
And changing eyes,
And enchanting essence,
And loving embrace.
You walk away,
And your wings expand;
You go off into the distance.
Into the sky
And you turn the corner.
And are gone.
Flown away.
You are gone.
And that is what happens.
Every time.
Every single time…
You enter the room.
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dream_protector_bp
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2005-01-25 18:30:47]
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