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Pagan Angel

Our shadows danced on the walls and frosted glass
The sweet scent of your blossom soap coasting from the bathroom into the bedroom
Lo-fi beats bumping through the speaker
You rested in the tub
Wine glass in hand
Eyes closed
Lips full and parted
Like a pagan angel

© 2019 H Z Herrington

Comments

Tia Miller from Arkansas on October 19, 2019:

This is a beautiful poem and I could visualize what you were saying. I like it.

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on October 17, 2019:

You painted a relaxing picture of two...one enjoying the tub and one enjoying the essence he can see.

Good read

John Hansen from Queensland Australia on October 17, 2019:

Very visual. Good job.

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