First Sight –2

The Rendezvous Club

I found an angel

Crying under the trees

She didn’t needed to be saved

For she was already save by God.

Maybe she just needed a hand

So I gave her both my shoulders

She just drenched my white shirt

With her grace and it gave me

A kind of pleasure, not of her tears

But of something unprecedented.

She just drenched my white shirt

With her grace and made

My shirt translucent and

She saw right through it.

She saw my heart,

My heart’s rhythm of agony

My heart’s dance of pain

She saw that my heart

Yearned for something pure.

Like the honey dews on grass

Like the pollen dusted

On a bee’s knees and back

Like a zephyr on a hot summer’s day

She brought me peace

Brought me back to life.

I just needed something

Which I didn’t really had

Something pure, something divine

So she…

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