[Lady Jag]

angel sent

earth was used to make me His breath to breathe and a woman.... she stood by waiting in the flame lighted by no mortal affection I stand so far beneath you as far as heaven is tall I come to you limping thru the shadows hand of iron resting on my shoulder if I was Michael your angel sent I could not love you more such a temptation you hold my heart repaired... welded with the strength of steel born on the smooth slope that takes the flower to the snake melted I wear a mask Robert Combs

[Soaring Feather]

Exquisite, poetry and graphic. Thank you.

You do so well putting poetry with the perfect graphic.