Angel of Blood, Poem

Here’s one of my very early pieces. I’d been watching a lot of vampire movies around the time that I wrote this one. Not my best work but I kinda like it.

 

Angel of Blood. 

 

She is radiant in her beauty

 

Her Blue Green eyes shimmer with the depth of oceans

 

Her skin is fine like porcelain

 

And her lips are the deep crimson of desire

 

Her mind is sharper than a thousand scholars

 

Her self belief and conviction is greater than most

 

Her creativity doesn’t know the limits of this world or the next

 

Her emotions rage like a mighty thunder clap or the whispered fluttering of a Butterfly’s wings

 

Her compassion is that of a saint

 

Her soul is an incandescent flame

 

She is my night

 

She is my day

 

She is my truest love

 

 She is my Angel of Blood.

 

James Goldsworthy.

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