Angel Unveiled -
I taste You not as a delight or delicacy,
rather as a prophecy on the lips of crises,
Your eyes speak revelation of my design,
and therefore I love you for the pretty pain,
You've taught me about the rhythm
of gospel burning brightly
in the palms of destiny,
I love You for your quiet sacrifice,
You are irreplaceable on the surface of my face
and in the spring of my life,
I love You, not as a choice,
but because of your priceless voice,
let your eyes burn into me,
let them burn deeply,
allow me to experience life freely -
J.A.B.
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