Michael and the angel’s kiss


Joao Angel for me



There was a war

right there,

at the tables edge

and I wasn’t winning.

I surrendered to the theme

surrendered to your thrust

at reality.

It was a war I didn’t choose

you’d bitten it from birth

and between our bites of food

I relinquished hold.

I had no idea why,

just why I wanted you

and you were seduced

by an understanding

you hadn’t yet deduced;

an insight to my core

the light that makes me whole

it was a literacy of souls

a tenderness of minds

that spun us together

and I relinquished hold

of anything that bound

wanted only then and there

to hold you to my breast

and listen to the sound

of our enamoured breaths.

I think it is your war

you’ve bitten it from birth

and I was like an outsider

watching at a wedding.

Your cruelty was curved

you hold it as your truth

and I filtered through your words

wanting only you.

Now I’m lying here alone

wind chimes ringing in my ear

reminding me of mountain pass

the place I call my home

and you’re lying in her arms

listening to her tears

stroking back her hair

and thinking of me.





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