SWING OF AN ANGEL

AN ANGEL KISSING THE MOONLIGHT AND THEN DROWNING BACK INTO THE GROUND

HER ASTROUS FACE

SKEWED THE PACE 

OF  HUMM-AN RACE

HER LONG STRANDS 

KISSED THE GROUND 

AS SHE MUMBLED AROUND

MAKING AN EU-PHONIC SOUND

BIRDS ORATED THE PLACE 

WHERE IN 

WINDS PLAYED ITS FLUTE WITH PACE

HER MOVEMENT TOOK A STRAFE

AS 

SHE BEND-ED TO BEHAVE 

LIKE A SMOOTH WAVE

HER FLOW MEND-ED IN WITH THE AIR

SUP-PORTING 

THE SWING OF HEIR

HER SOUL RESTED CALMLY

ON WOO-DEN PIKE

AS SHE ANCHORED HERSELF

TO ADMIRE 

THE BEAUTIFUL SITE

IT WAS A DREAM OR WHAT !

THAT I THE AQUARIUS

ORGANISED HER

IN MY AQUARELLE

AT LAST

SHE DRIFTED AWAY

LIKE A HAY

FROM THE SCENE

THAT I TRIED TO SPRAY

SHE LEFT BEHIND 

AN EMPTY WOO-DEN BLOCK

WHO AWAITED EAGERLY

FOR A NEW FLOCK

TO BE RIDDEN ON....

Author's Note

thnx a lot guys for reading and putting reviews