Tracey



envision an angel in white
darkened eyes
naked and serene
she falls not from above
she climbs up from below
her blazing white sword
an edge sharpened in darkness
she strikes aside the curtains
dispels illusions
she opens my eyes to the beauty of truth
and to the truth of beauty

take these veils for blankets, my queen
and swathe me in yesterday's naivety
the brilliance of your smile lifts me up
with you, tomorrows are never quite the same

naked and unbound

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