Angels Fall, As I

Angels fall at your feet ... - To savor the tang of truth - to kiss Heaven's visage And sate horrid hearts, they feign you - Immaculate ... - To tend the scars of id, vacant, fallow and dry Such sacred sacrilege, they revile you - Torrid ... - Born of a godly fervor - white flames to ashes Ashes to tears, entranced, they covet you - Righteous. Angels fall at your feet ... - To twist the spine of mercy, to advocate time's curse Brought forth in floods, they employ you - Banal ... - To fawn at fear's reprieves, to shred the Eden leaves Stark and cloistered, coy, they encircle you - Sullen ... - To pierce the side of virtue, to thrust a spear of verity And taste its salty tip - they adorn you - Naked. Angels fall at your feet ... - To strain a tear in symmetry, pure algebraic forms Hot breath and whispers, they laud you - Redeemed ... - To Hell and back, abandon, a sultry paragon's allure Off the cliff, a fall sublime, they become you - Oblivion ... - I am broken, replete ... rusting in your yard, seraphic junk Pawned by Heaven's deceit, to fall rapt at your feet - Rapt ... And so tenderly ... at your feet. ~ 3rd Place ~ in the "My Favorite Junkyard" Poetry Contest, Craig Cornish, Judge & Sponsor.