The Angel in Black
THE ANGEL IN BLACK
In the evening light
I stand neath
the swaying branches
of the old willow tree
they graze at the tall grass
below like frozen teardrops.
in the mist of coming night
I see her old as time.
Black as the night
wings unfurled.
It is her.
She has come for me.
Her eyes dark and beautiful.
Her lips red as ruby.
She has visited so many
of my loved ones.
She speaks softly.
Are you ready for me this time?
I affirm I am ready my lady.
kiss me
her lips find mine
my breath enters her
it not my breath
it is my soul.
Her wings lift me upwards.
in the distance I see my shell
it is smaller and smaller.
In the light above me
I hear a choir
it is peaceful.
My rest it final.
She whispers
Why did you fight me so long?
You were in so much pain.
I answer
Because I was afraid
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