Vision of an Angel

[philrose]

She came to me in the shape of a memory of a ghost in the night
delicately dancing to the rhythm of the crying rain
that fell like silver prizm jewels beneath the neck of the moon of light
Wearing the silence of silk and white of an angel
her silhouette flickered like the dying flame of a spirit upon the shadow of my weary soul
Then her slender excited fingers reached out into the echo of the sleeping air and touched my waiting body. Enflaming me with the passion of a rose embraced by the hungry lips of a blazing fiery morning sun and her electric body fell down on me covering me with scented flesh of warm desire

Into the cave of her lips my lightning tongue placed the juices of my curiousity and in an instant we melted into a gemini statue carved in flesh and lust

Her witchhazel eyes pierced into the blackness and devoured my appetite as the veil of her strawberry hair protected us form a passing stare

We lay entwined for a moment, unable to move and lust consumed us

Like a vision of an angel in a dream that suddenly awoke in the dead of night we surrendered to lust under the smoke of secrecy and then she left me and was gone like a returning restless spirit

....kto-kto'v~ (who to whom?)