Slipped Away

A feel of imminence was building
in the air; inescapably suborning
everything. It made the largest
feel so small, while tiny particles
grew tall somehow.

Suddenly, a shimmering, and she
was standing there. Draped in filmy,
flowing black; gossamer, her wings
bedecked in glittering silver/gold .
Gently, she reached out to touch
his cheek.

Kneeling before him, like an offering
of Goddess to the God, he reached
and found her touchably complete.
As all the years they'd spent in slumber
simply slipped away...

? Michaelette ?

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