Angels don’t walk Earth
28 July 2015
Evening expands
Its mantle shade for all souls
Some darkness, some light
The moon rises slow
In inky horizon stares
At my downcast face
A flutter nearby
Responding to twist in chest
Angels don’t walk Earth
Skies dark split open
Gathering essence of me
As it gushes forth
Night sleeps in my heart
That beats so slight to wane tunes
Ice cold and withered
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