An Angel’s Breath

An angel’s breath

A tilt of your head

The touch of your hand

A glimpse of your breast

Is hard to withstand 

The feel of your thigh

Pressing on mine

The warmth of the motion 

A moment in time

The part of your lips

That delicate gasp

As your passion peaks

When I am enclasped

And no words are left

For this man to say

For all of your womanliness

There on display 

Would bring God to his knees

Cause the wicked to pray 

And the saintly to sin 

Turn night into day

And I dare not breath

For your beauty today

Would take an angel’s

Last breath away 

John snelling

11:16:22