My Warrior Woman
With every inhale I pass through you
each cell of your radiant body ignites
with your every exhale I am reborn
as a vague image in a mirror's light
held in the eyes of a single Angel
and so I ly my head in your arms,
close my eyes,
and awake as a single syllable
passing through your lips
grateful to spend a mere moment
within your mind and mouth
and even as my flame flickers and fades
as your breath blows it away
I search your longing eyes like scripture
for Salvation never present,
never saved.
May 21, 2011
May 21, 2011 at 10:26 AM UTC
My Warrior Woman
With every inhale I pass through you
each cell of your radiant body ignites
with your every exhale I am reborn
as a vague image in a mirror's light
held in the eyes of a single Angel
and so I ly my head in your arms,
close my eyes,
and awake as a single syllable
passing through your lips
grateful to spend a mere moment
within your mind and mouth
and even as my flame flickers and fades
as your breath blows it away
I search your longing eyes like scripture
for Salvation never present,
never saved.
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