He Awakened
I was greeted with God’s presence in the face of a male angel
He found me lighted In the realm of hell’s dark space
My hands stretched to his wings only to find myself fall.
Deep into the eyes, of the smile
Of the heaven embedded along his jaw line’s wall
And through the essence of his touch... caresses proved so brief
There... I sat reminded of the chest that so righteously lacked breast
That once as an adolescent in distress..
I yearned to find comfort through
His skin glazed of the sun’s lips
...As I asked him to partake of mine
Who knew those few shortness of breaths only reached as far in depth... As a cycle of bills time?
His baby trace of an exterior showed to be manifested years prior.
Yet the intellect of that soul depicted generations before.
Oh yes...
That soul..
Presented to be.
Immensely.. divine.
Danced I did...
To the fire along his eyes...
Sing I did.
Verses of sweet poems onto his lips.
Unwillingly....
Somehow...
I awakened a king’s rhythm that once swayed throughout lost hips
Through his smile, my light shined
Lust engulfed in a mind’s fancy...
I witnessed our bodies intertwine
...and though the touch I felt never once grazed the surface of my skin....
My desires still yearned in hopes for his rain to kiss my flower’s petals in sin..
