Graveyard Coffeehouse

Snow Angels

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You appear
To my call
Invoking incantations
Spread
Arms
Legs
Flailing
On a frigid
Crystalline
Bed of nails
Goddess
Appearing
Within
Wafting
Heavenly flakes
Carried by the wind
Leaving
A blind man
Mesmerized
Ice
Clinging to body
Seeing
The face
Of an angel
Reflected within
His
Twisted mind
Whispering
Frigid
Promises
She never
Intends to keep
Within a cacophony
Of moans
Sighs
Lovers
Looking
For
Midnight conquests
At hot sheet hotels
Lily white
On a burning bed
Resting
Deceptively
Above soiled
Black earth
Singing the dead songs
Of yesterday
You want to hear
One more time
Dancing the dance
Echoes
Of fantasies
Poetry
On her lips
Erotic visions
Cavorting like demons
About your brain
Lifting a word
Phrase
Admiring
Your genius
Nothing in a mirror
Coming from
Her sweet
Dirty
Little mouth
Strategic kisses
Orgasmic sighs
Serpent tongues
Flickering
Entwined
Mocking laughter
In the darkness
Shattering the quiet
Vivid
Glorious
Wanting to believe
In ghosts
Eternity
Dreams
Disappearing
In a puddle
Of mud
The ugly
Revealed
By
Masks
Unveiled
Discarded
Like
Hope
In the snow
Washing away
Lost
In
An evaporating
Cloud
Melting
Pixie dust
Shattered glass
Mixed
With razor blades
Pressed
To delusion
Leaking
Crimson droplets
Taunting
Cruel reality
Knife thrusts
For a cheap thrill
To a heart
Riddled
With holes
Lessons
You
Never forget
But seldom
Learn
Knowing
That angels
Do
Exist
Dreams die
Screaming
Nightmares
Haunting
Even
The most jaded
Black souls
Reaching
Out
Like fools
For
Salvation.