Angel's Resound

Passionate playfulness.
Angel's resound.
Echoing melodies.
Sun's sacred sounds.

Wings all aflutter.
Adrift in the breeze.
A symphony of clutter
in the very air we breathe.

Creative inspiration
as we fall down to our knees.
Lost in adoration.
mid a towering surcease.

Pleasures long forgotten
waking in our memories.
Experience begotten
long before the endless freeze.

Waking to emotive tendencies.
Freeing streams of feelings
through the channels of our dreams.
Playing with the passion we redeem...

? Michaelette ?

11/28/2003
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