Her Touch
I felt the slight touch of her fingers on my brow
I smelt her intoxicating scent as she hovered over me
I felt the overwhelming state of her kindness and compassion
I felt her love infused with in my body and my mind
And yet when I woke up she was gone
I looked out the early morning dawn
And I swear I saw her soaring above the clouds
My guardian angel she came down
My guardian angel visited me
And soothed me with her love and instilled inner peace
Before flying off above the clouds beyond my reach.
Copyright © Fauxcroft Wade | Year Posted 2018
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