Ladys, you'll never see a poem like this again!


I trembled in an angel's warm embrace
when she desended just for me
her light illuminated ecstacy
and enveloped me in her grace

But then, her light left without a trace
She laid back to offer sacrifice;
her body,reeking of ritual spice,
guided me to her special place

But on that alter, I found disgrace
My manhood released it's final breath
Her lips whispered my exquisite death
I could not finish the race

My angel could have been contrary
Instead, she offered sanctuary

HaHa, too scared to respond?

very erotic hon paints a very vivid picture.

With all due respects, I have yet to find any reference to an angel
assuming the form of the female. In general terms, the angel is complete
in it's own spiritual form. Any manifestation of such to the carnal
senses would make one wonder if this was not a seduction play from one
of the lesser fallen stars.

I have often whimsied myself with the beliefs that such beauty had to
take the form of a woman. Yet my evidence has always fallen short as I
have given credit to a fictitious muse.

A driven spirit beyond the capabilities of the sensory is most
definitely more real than the physical. I have even witnessed angels and
can attest to the ones of virtue. Yet, I must reserve judgement and
dominion over them until the appointed time.

The poem was well orchestrated. In fact, one might receive it as craft.
I am usually not one for offering my opinion, even though the poem was
good in text, the integrity of the reference leaves a gaping hole to the
final conclusion. There is no sanctuary in eternal separation and death.

But, one needs a spirit to shine through that pit.

thanks for the analyzation.i think?

JQPub - you're over analyzing! Shes a met-a-phor!