“Angel Death”

I know my words
will fall, unheard, onto
deep waters a stone,
and never meld your soul's
fires, or enter your
incorporeal skin, as I
whisper them ...

into your
ethereal senses

My virgin spirit
aspires your specter—gleams
upon the grains of dust—the
countless lure of ancients—they,
you have seen fold … each one
embraced in passing

I know my appeal
will fade, unseen, onto
star girded universe,
and never, a day, feel you nest
with me, or rest upon
my yearning
as my love …

ever in
our sacred heaven

gifts of roses (be-let)
as you reach—dispirited—charred
deep and black to dust—eternally,
their aroma broken—although,
my heart is set, as I whirl astir
your unfaltering neck …

loving
laying my soulful lips direct
upon you

Written By Darkest Angel
Written April 3, 4, 2017