Saturday, July 16, 2011


My sweet Gabriel  low whispers flutter
wings breathe in my ear
joy and sorrow live in your voice.
Your world opens to my left abundance
springs from my dream
You are at my side all along
I look for your smile in every face
your countenance in every voice timbre soft
Reveling in your arms lost in your smile
perfection, redemption, gibberish to the normal ear
becomes my salvation.
I will be with you soon and you will know me
for now I am my own angel wings.

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