Maybe Angels


The Bard of Liminga

Odds are there is a planet
where a million bless-ed angels
in their smooth and hairless skin
that glows faintly in the dark
sing their joyful hymns of praise
from their perfect rounded mouths
that also serve for kissing.
You could almost be my angel
with your wavy reddish hair
and translucent peachy skin
that freckles in the sun
except for the condition
by your own simple admission
of your Earthly belly button.

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About Ray Sharp

Father, poet, triathlete, local public health planner
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