I am mesmerized
by the way smoke
leaves her ruby lips
in wispy tendrils
of blue Angel's breath.
I die to confess
in her presence
a love unrequited.
My body brimming with
Desire reluctantly acquitted.
Yearning, aching, burning
deep beneath my soul.
A fire I cannot control
the lust to kiss her sticky lips
and touch her sacred temple
with untouchable fingertips
leading down to slow undress
Quietly, secretly blessed
by Blue Angel's little death..
I am her undoing
Destruction of her feather
nothing left against which
my dead heart to measure.
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