His eyes were deepest of deep blues <br />Like darkness of night ebbing away from blue sky <br />But those eyes were closed now <br />Long black lashes framing his face <br />He wasn't dead but he just slept on <br />Not as a mortal but as a god <br />The golden curls spilling on his face <br />Halo shining in that angels hair <br />The pale alabaster kin of his was marked <br />With cuts bruises and battle scars <br />But then too they didn't lessen the beauty <br />'Cause he was the angel the mortals feared <br />The quartz altar on which he slept on <br />Every inch as god but also as man <br />The divinity luminous on his full lips <br />Wind fanning him till the dawn <br />He slept as an angel falling from heaven <br />He slept s the god before creating the life <br />The slant rays of sun bathing him <br />Illuminating him in that rose gold light <br />His sword lain by his side <br />It promised strength and valor of its kind <br />He had to wake but he just slept on <br />I waited on and waited nights <br />The god slept on tiered from his fights <br />The angel slept on <br />With closed black lashes of those fathomless blue eyes <br />His full lips curved in an all knowing smile<br /><br />Lucifera Santez<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sleep-of-divinity/
