Fallen from grace
she is the defiant one.
She will not hide her face
in shame as she sheds those
precious wings
Softly lets them fall along
with silken garb
everything, discarded.
She is lost to them…for now.
She takes an Earthly stand
but, lifts a hand to the Heavens
begging for respite.
Resisting eternal glory
neath their golden skies of fury
they leave her upon a
pedestal way up high.
She seeks solace of the flesh.
remembers body to bodily
sharing once again.
Exploration of forbidden fruits
in those mountains, valleys and seas
of human pleasure.
One night of passion.
One night of mortal love.
One night in arms that share
their warmth and suffocate in
sensual embrace, with hearts that
beat so slow, then race to love’s
sweet culmination with kisses so
deep, they’d keep the devil’s
fires burning.
But, they will not abandon her
(she is their Heavenly child)
She will learn her lessons
and when she’s finished falling
they will hear her calling
For…
like all good parents, they love
this wayward child.
Her wings will be there…waiting
cared for by Heavenly love
and one day her parents know
she will ask if she can
come home again …just
like all the other
Fallen Angels Do.
~*~
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Over the years I’ve written poems putting my own interpretations to this picture a few times. It’s such an expressive piece of artwork, sensual body and lots of scope for different directions of thought without ever being crude and, I wonder if things like fallen angels could happen, after all according to the Bible, God threw Satan out of Heaven and, he was an Angel…right?
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