Angel Movements

Angel Movements

 

Liquid feather

Glass made dancer

Fragile

Like new born breath

 

Leap

And sore into tomorrow

Across the threshold of oblivion

Tiptoe please

 

Spin

Hands encasing morning light

Pull them in and

Release

Fairy dust for all

 

Freeze

Icicle kisses

Not a movement

Or you’ll crack

Shatter for all to see

Author's Note

well... thoughts?

Reviews

[Ricky P.]

Very odd ending, but deep and intriguing nonetheless!

[MechanicalFaeire]

Graceful dancers twirled and spinned in my mid as i read this.Very well written Mary. :)