Sweet Angel of True Love
by Tim Kavi
walking into that place
I fell below
your sacred stance
but for grace
I thought
you are not a person
but an angel
of True Love
from heaven
in some
mystical dance
for when your eyes
open in love
and close in passion
I see your wings
beautiful creature
flying with you
I ride in flight
sweet seraph
you are the muse
in the Temple
of your lovely
delight
and the incense
that burns
near your altar
is only
the sweetest love
of my heart
it always yearns
for your majestic
place on high
I saw You there
your angelic
love came nigh
your beauty
is clothed
in the robe
of love
that rides
the gentle
breeze
that divinity
only knows
and in that
last prayer
of worship
I say that
it is only
your care
that brings
a sweet repose.
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