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Feathered Wings

Soft brown hair with curls
tease my ivory skin when
I feel tender licks of tranquility
bare their arms. Licking ocean blue
waves flap in the rustling leaves
of serenity while delicate skin
glows from God's warmth
to stitch my afghan heart
in ways I never sought.
A red raspberry dress whispers
in the chorused winds of spirituality
gather me to its bosom
for nestling in feathered angel wings.