God's View

I want God's view of your room

but all I can see is the moon

to fall like the ash from your cigarette

find all the right words to make you forget

erase the space between

what we are and what we've been

I want your hands to trace my body

wrap yourself  around me

your eyes understand me..

tell me I'm not crazy

and I'll give you something sacred 

if you give me something pure

something we create

from something faded and obscure

I want your broken wings

and all your pretty things

to be the drug you haven't done

and every song you sing

I want a picture of myself 

reflected in your soul

then I want your flesh, your innocence

your blood to make me whole 

-Poetic Angel 

written 2004

Author's Note

Of all the poetry I've ever written, this is the only one I am truly proud of

Reviews

[Timothy McNeil]

Hey, this one's on here! One of my personal favorites. And don't be silly; be as proud of all your writing as I am to be your friend. :)

[FIN]

So lovely. Your story-telling is beautiful; and that's what I've been lacking in almost all of my pieces.

Thank you for sharing and keep writing.

Plus, all I've read of you is attractive, if I may say.

Great work.