Falling in love,
Falling from Grace;
A bite from the apple,
A touch of your face.
Pure feathered wings,
Soft as your smile.
A bright golden halo:
Your shimmering eyes.
Your tender, featherlight embrace
So heavenly; so divine.
An aura of light surrounding,
Descending from on high.
I never believed in Angels.
Nor a love that was so true.
But I have found my faith anew,
And I owe it all to you.
YOU ARE READING
Falling Feathers: My Poetry Book
PuisiJust a couple of poems I've written over the years... I hope you enjoy them!
