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Jul 2017
The Inherent Angelic embraces
Her Arms Not appear to be
  Everlasting are these Hugs
Occult & Not be Seen
    Ethereal, Eternal, a              Special delivery
  Unseen to all
     A Creator's Mystery
Wings are Her arms
an Impossiblity!

Not designed for you
  are Sacred wholly to Me
   Wings of Light are Arms
Elevated Hugs are these
   Mine Forever alone and Lasting sure to be
   The Faeries Tale of True
  Are told to you & me
Magical in the crafting
  A Wing's ability

   Elusive & no choice
With Decisive Energy
         *   Snapped  º  
      Clipped forever!
        Wing's eternally

  Heavenly And Holy
Not a Life fed Recipe-
Wings are the Magic
The Wond of Majesty

By: Leanne Hillman Copyrighted-  6/4/17
Leanne Hillman
Written by
Leanne Hillman  F/Austin TX
(F/Austin TX)   
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