As If An Angel Passed Through Me.

Like a presence in the night.
Lifts a kiss, a feathered touch.
A moment in this time and space.
Like the fleeting silence in a race.

Like a moon glow on a marbled face.
Lilts a breeze, a gentle wave.
An etude in this hallowed grave.
Like the calling afar from grace.

Caressing delirious fever.
Soothing troubled brow.
Lifting my cold.
Lifting my tired.

(credit - the Fabulista!)