Furore of Angel's Wings

(Love and what it does to you...)

Aurora whispers;
my thoughts overcast
eyes in a cold sweat
blanket in starry Utopia.

Hands conducting
brazen-mouthed queues
meow
metallic-black.
Stomach
shorn with ether
as a zephyr whitewashes my lips.

No-man’s-land.
Fish out of water
in the womb of time;
struck with inspiration.

Frosted flashes
of familiarity
faltering in flight;
fastened to fatigue.

Exhale…
Inners sigh. Gasp!
Exhilaration grins in malice
patience persists
heart docks at dew point.

Nerves effervescent
Setting sun submissive;
selfish in vacuum.
A night taints my flesh.

A melancholic smile
morrow!
for you, love.