Intoxicating Angels

Where words would wander

On pages, sauntering 'cross each

Line, with thoughts divine

And minds would conjure

Images of wonder, where

Hearts could linger

A moment, we called it hopeless

And here, where engines stall

We're walking, where sirens call

We're drowning

Hoping we've found something

Besides these thoughts

That we called from beneath

The edges of the sea, where tides would

Cross the street, and she would stop

Your breathing, lights across

The horizon, she kept

Your eyes on the big picture

Your hands on her hips, here

Where her dance is a journey

Through the tropics, where her smile

Is a need, and her lips are a decree

Of freedom, while the night owls call out

Menus, and send you

Little glass angels, where you are

A vampire, draining each

And every drop, like the world is on

Your tongue, and drowning

Where words would wander

'Cross ages, and leave them smiling

Faceless, cause those edges are always coming and

Beginnings are always

Endings.