Written this evening...

Angel

His soft voice rings in your ear
Warm breath at your throat, as He whispers
'On your knees'.

A quiet gasp escapes your lips
As His hand caresses the collar
Adorning your neck.

He touches the side of your face
And you turn your head to kiss His
Tender palm.

Gently He takes hold of your chin
Looking down at you as you look up
His bright green eyes meeting yours.

His thumb brushes softly over your warm lips
A smile fills His eyes as He whispers
'...Angel...'

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