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Angel in Flesh
by Bohdan Kot
Her legs tangle me like a vine.
I eat her gentle ripe fruit.
She fills me with a green fire.
A madness not from heaven or hell
swirls on my bed made of clouds.
The air lays heavy on my back.
My room, dark and blue, forms a glow.
The full moon shines on her face
while I continue to feast.
Angel sheds a smile
that spills over me like a wet sun ray.
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Angel in Flesh is copyright 1998 by Bohdan Kot