Straight long staring into her eyes, <br />never breathing breath. <br />Something hidden by disguise, <br />the angel of my death. <br />Glimpses down all tempting streets, <br />craving for that taste of sweet. <br />Holding her wrapped up in sheets, <br />exactly how Ive dreamt. <br />Way far better than surprise, <br />four erotic tear filled eyes. <br />Spinning circles lifting high, <br />never breathing breath. <br />Something hidden in disguise, <br />she's the angel of my death.<br /><br />saint cynosure ( Ken Bennight )<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/angel-of-my-death/
