Angels And Demons
Angels And Demons
I could feel it,
I could feel his touch, on the crevice of my neck.
His breath I could breathe,
All my inhibitions were freed.
Our souls were under a spell,
Our movements, in perfect rhyme, were ringing a vigorous bell.
What if?
What if he screams when he sees?
What if his eyes could deceive?
He knows,
I already told him.
My body was far from a temple,
It had scars, it had bled.
Should I tell him again?
He seemed unbothered,
Hadn’t I told him before?
Didn't he remember?
He unclasped my bra and saw it there,
My heart skipped a beat,
Oh, my eyes!
I couldn't believe.
He didn't run,
He didn't scream.
He stood there and felt my scars,
Like they were a dream he could never achieve.
His voice came in a whisper,
Radiating a manly scent,
A voice in my ears said,
“You're the most bewildering angel I have ever met.”