THEY BOTH ARE ANGELS
They are both angels
without wings waiting on winds
We stood still to watch them but to our watch they came
like moonlight in a dark night
they flapped graciously into our arms
maybe, for a while
From mourning to moaning we modulated
not missing the drop of each moment
We rose and fell like tidal waves
dancing to the raging storm in our hearts
I wish I can sail on forever,
said her heart to his
Why isn’t he rowing hard and long?
She pondered, limbs around his hips.
A heart filled with love, is what he gives
I’ve seen an orchard of hearts, she’s one
yet away from view she tries to flee
but the angel flew above her as guide and guard
Cajoled him even deeper
Sucked him into her arms
until there’s no room for goodbyes
Dear angel, she said
In grey and grave
with grains or gains
‘Can I your crimson crave?
Tattoo on my foreskin your name’
To you am I come, away
from all other ways
If you are come to leave again,
take off your limbs and crawl away.
they are both angles
waiting for wings waiting on winds
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