An Angles Image

I’ve gazed at the image of an angel

taunting my spirit and soul.

A fantasy draped in gossamer silk

her captured heart’s my goal.



Sensuous fleeting promising nights

tempted and teased by her charms.

An angels image wrapped in sheer silk

a vision of her in my arms.



Coy demure smile, with halo askew

devilish twinkling green eyes.

Pretended indifference, confident smile

only a clever disguise.



Chasing, pursuing, nearly at hand

her heart is clearly in sight.

A promise, a whisper, kiss on the cheek

flirtatious smile, “good night”.



Innocence cloaked with an impish mask

afraid to make a mistake.

Concealing herself from those that care

fearing her heart might break.



I’ll bide my time with this angel in silk

continue the torturous dance.

Pursue her heart and soul with my words

hope for another chance.


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