i dreamt of an angel a spirit with blazing wings and eyes of mercury who spoke of giants and wizards and shooting stars and told the story of you god's woman the angel opened its heart and spilled the blood of lovers on ground for me to see, for you to be i dreamt of an angel a specter with searing tongue and touch of ice who spoke in whispers and wails and shouts and sang the story of you god's woman the angel emptied its soul and inscribed the words of passion on the air for me to read, for you to know i dreamt of an angel a vision with feet of iron and mind of reason who spoke like ospreys and whales and the wind and wrote the story of you god's woman the angel wept the tears of sorrow and joy into the dust of my will for me to drink, for you to bathe last night i dreamt of an angel a seraph with clothes of mist and the memory of all who spoke to history and future and me and began the story of you god's woman the angel turned my heart from stone and my pain to hope for me to love, for you to holdBirth sign: Not entered
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