Angel In the Fog
You stepped out of a midnight moon
Melting into a cashmere night
Fawn-eyed, dewed from heaven's mist
Barefeet gliding, floating lightly
The faintest whisper as you whisked by
Then- for a moment paused- and I knew
As the scent of jasmine trailed close behind,
Like that fragrance, I must follow too.
We waltzed away in a gray, dim fog
And lay upon damp pebbled land,
With tangled covers of a Pacific haze,
As innocence slipped through young fingers
Like trembling sands swept up by waves...
Endless waves rearing up and back,
Shifting and sifting over red-tinged shells.
Pleated ebbs, and unpleated wanes,
Pulsing hearts, surged and swelled.
Our unskilled hands clasped til morn,
When dawn's white rays stole our night,
As it spangled diamonds upon the sea.
You drifted back into the clouds,
Then in haloed mist, disappeared, leaving dreams
Still haunting me- of angels grappling for stars above,
As they fall from cradles off the Milky Way,
Sponging blood from a wounded love.
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