Angel Song


Night after night, I wax and wane, pour all that I love into bowls silver-lighted along your windowsill. I watch you bend over, reach, touch each. A jeweller intent—setting wheels into gears with rubies.  

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Lovely…enjoyed it. Thank-you.

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