Sometimes Angels Lay With Demons
I felt myself crumble inside your grasp,
your storm shook me about,
and everything I was f
e
l
l
into you.
I could see my demons burning in your eyes.
When we came,
it was a revelation.
I laid there,
gasping
subdued by the brilliance,
tracing constellations on the arc
of your warmth.
I knew I had to be
a better man from then on.
I knew you were here
to save me.
-James Kelley 2014, All rights reserved.
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