archangel

a poem dedicated to my lover

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Priceless is the one like god—

whom looks unto me,

wrapping me in compassion,

flourishing my heart

with his everlasting light.

Reflecting and orbiting

through spring and neap tides,

changing phases, changing leaves—

pearlescent glowing

lowlight radiating from

fishtanks, monitors, stove tops,

and Orion’s Belt.

Gold-hearted, white-winged

Archangel of Protection

with joyous laughter

keen wit, sensitive bearing,

beauty evident.

Fondness etched within

my spirit, as though by fate—

“strings” across time-space

raveling, tangling, pulling

indefinitely

Hand-in-hand, hinged together,

emerald-topaz.

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