Seen

Outside my window, an angel awaits, Tis hearts entwined with my kindred soul, I am deeply saddened
I breathe with souls met with the heart
Cannot be kissed with lips of satin
Touch the serpentine sandals with celestial beings
Feeling life's miracles with one last song
Breathe with mine thy heavens
With each cascading lever or door
Chase the ghosts of secrets beknown
This is a spirirtual heavens, life orb, with divine spirits
Unseen angels watch thee
Questioning angels relive the hearts melodies, seek me

Reviews

[Salvatore Buttaci]

I like your poem. Your word choices make it possible for your poet's heart to connect to my reader's heart. I especially like the last line:
Questioning angels relive the heart's melodies, seek me

Sal