There Must Be An Angel

Divide me into you so we may rise
above the mirrors a hand encrusted
into the starred heavens for the multitude
of angels beneath and fluttering
as the hand of some other goddess
rouses you through me: there must be
an angel playing with my becoming
yours heart containing us calling out
Venus Verticordia rises vast over you.
Place before the obstacles our devotion
be deep set within you even and with
longing drawing you away elsewhere.
In you there must be an angel to stop
the manifold pain since you must suffer
To deserve joy. You and I will set free
the fluttering of wings to waken the
Day for a multitude of angels invades
your rooms turning them to light as
Your murmured song breaks free
and I’m thrown and overblown with bliss.