Saving Angel

November 9, 2010
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Prickling skin, you turn around.
Her eyes disecting your
Soul. All the venom, the poisonous
Evaporates at her touch. Lost in the
Depths of her eyes, euphoria clutches your core.
The corners of your mouth tug upwards
Resisting the sadness constricting your mind. The temperament in her
Grasps eradicating the virus of
Thought. The bliss of insensability
Coats all your nerves, the sting of
Irreverence is no more.
For once you inhale
Relief, no destitution of love.
You grasp her closer,
Your saving angel

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