White Wings Outstretched
He kneels, this angel we call Gabriel
His white wings stretched as if in gentle mourn
Reddened skies capture his saddened looks
Rages of red in simmering appease surround
For with him lies a lacerated dark angel
Her naked body arched in death mould
Once a night dancer of the dark
Now an empty soul resting against the white
Her once blackened feathers of he
Dilute, as she is returned to the right
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Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2010
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