As I strolled through the heavens
Among the fluffiness
Of snow whtie cotton clouds
I cam upon, A Sleeping Angel
I stood before Her
And awe at the magnificent beauty
The Gods bestowed upon
The loveliness of her face
I laid next to her
For I was compelled
To whisper
Sonnets and poetry
Softly into her ears
Hoping she awakens
Without me placing my hands
On the sacredmess of her body.

I was mesmerized
By this heavenly soul
That laid there
A blessing to my vision
Would be a sin
For me to place
Or dare touch an Angel
I caressed the softness
Of the golden downs
That adorned her wings
Will it be a sin?
If I decided to kiss
Her beautiful face.

Immediately
She inhaled a deep breath
Stretching
Her arms and golden wings
Moaning and groawning gently
Into a state of alertness
She opened her eyes
When she glanced,in my direction
I was horrified
Her eyes were blood red
What have I done?
Have I awaken
A sleeping dark dragon
Of legends
In masquerade?


By: William Bonilla
"D'Artagnan"
09/03/06