Talking To An Angel

Vague conversation past each midnight
Wind blows echoes softly like a feather
The ease of words as they take flight
As gently as the touch of a mother

The light of love that angels impart –
Sounds of violin travel across the ears
Opens up the door to the coldest heart
Undo hours of forgotten tears

Serene image irradiates the sight
Pure as snow that melts into water
Poetry in motion dances in twilight
Short and sweet like a lingering whisper

All dreams and hopes anew they shall start
By a voice that comforts like a choir
In the end the angel will depart
Kisses good night with a silent prayer


About Toby Kendzierski

Fashion Model | Poet | Sketch Artist | Farmer | Biologist
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