My Christmas Angel

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My Christmas Angel

came again today

Her perfect form

My fears allay

 

Her visits

Are beyond my dreams

As wild and fast

And flowing streams

 

Wash from my heart

The stench and stain

Of other ones

Who caused me pain

 

Her ministry

Where she doth dwell

My rod of iron

She maketh swell

 

Her eyes light up

Her smile so wide

Her lips are opened

Then applied

 

My rod was swallowed

By her need

Her warmth, her touch

Her very deed

 

Did push me

Towards that place

Where ecstasy

Adorns my face

 

My Angel

Has become my world

My need in her

Is now unfurled

 

Published 5 years ago

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