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Table top angel

Perched patiently above the glass

Tiptoeing on golden strands of faith...



Fly high on your blazing black wings

Trailing stars from their tips,

Stirring the heavens above.



Constellations bend at your touch,

Follow your fingertips,

And ripple at your feet;

A giant black pool filled with moon dust.



Eyes like Mars

And lips like Jupiter...

Won't you place me in the stars?



Take my soul upon your wings

Fly it up, higher and higher

Dance with my esscence and sprinkle it with light

Wrap my arms around you,

Lock my heart inside you,

Never let go...

Hold on tight.