'Brushed by an Angels Wings'
Drifting gently in, on the evening breeze.
An angels grace and stature entered my world.
Golden blonde hair and inviting eyes,
Destinies abound in a foreign land.
Child like smile that she gave to me.
A face full of life and a beauty un-compared.
Walking slowly towards me stirring anticipation.
Sweet lips as red and pure as an English rose.
Learning forward, her hair brushing against my skin.
A whispering velvet voice sounds so erotic in my ear.
Butterflies dancing with passion from within.
All the saints and the sinner’s guilt, washed away.
My redemption has now been given absolution.
It seems like forever, that I have been waiting, for such a day.
Turning the page as a new chapter is about to begin.
Is she the one, who will want to stay?
Taking on my life, as I shall take on hers.
I have the strength now, for the first time to be honest.
I have the courage now inside me to see this through.
An angel drifted gently in, on the evening breeze.
(Photography by Gary Peters)