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can't love a fallen Angel
Heaven is full of love
so full you could choke on it
it’s all angel hugs & angel kisses
keeping the halo shining,
the wing feathers properly fluffed,
the virginal gown buttoned to the neck
and bleach-white.
sometimes a wayward angel catches the
troubling notes, the jungle beat of the music,
so she peeks through a hole in the sky. she
sees the party, revelers & rebels moving in
dub steps, electro swing, industry, trance, rock&roll!
she scans the dark haired gigolos who haven’t
shaved since Tuesday; the wind-burned Vikings,
brazen & bronzed. & the wild girls wearing a little
something over a lot of naked, alluring skin,
holding tumblers half-full of some exotic juice.
it’s so, so fascinating; it stains the purity of her heart
until it’s the perfect shade of black.
she is rudely tempted, & bites off her velvet chains.
when an angel falls
love is the last thing she’s looking for.
she wants to throw her head back & roar
she wants heavy artillery up her middle,
her peach blossom, her fork in the road.
she needs to feel the rain driven hard, crazy & wet,
maniacal, more reverent than an eternity of Sundays.
let her twirl, let her rave in the ballroom that never ends,
till the horn blows on some far away midnight
& we all go to Hell…
hold her & dance her,
let her spoil the sheets on your bed,
fill all of the deep desires
that scream out of every woman –
but don’t ever try to love her.
Published 30th Apr 2014
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30th Apr 2014 8:45am
30th Apr 2014 10:14am
After so many poems of yours I am just beginning to see that you are a man perhaps with the heart of a passionate woman. A rarity.
30th Apr 2014 10:26am
So faszinating, John. No pure creature without stains, is there? You always achieve to leave me speech- and breathless with the beauty of your poems, but also with your insight and the exposure of women's inmost. Thanks for the poetical enrichment!
30th Apr 2014 10:34am
30th Apr 2014 11:36am
as always, i'm in awe of your descriptive abilities, Mister Feddeler. a wonderful read.
30th Apr 2014 12:24pm
A sad but true sentiment.
Beautifully and eloquently expressed.
What strikes me the most is that you keep the respect that you know is due her, she's not attention seeking or a slut, she's a woman discovering a side of herself that she didn't know was there.
Wonderfully done.
Xx
Beautifully and eloquently expressed.
What strikes me the most is that you keep the respect that you know is due her, she's not attention seeking or a slut, she's a woman discovering a side of herself that she didn't know was there.
Wonderfully done.
Xx
30th Apr 2014 2:10pm
Thus the wisdom that a true woman thrives and walks a different way when her passion is harnessed within her, it dies when it is confined. Beautiful write John
30th Apr 2014 2:17pm
This was beautiful John! I really feel this because I always fall for the fallen angel, try to love her, and get burned. Your descriptions are dead on! A great warning from someone who has experience with this!
30th Apr 2014 2:59pm
30th Apr 2014 4:50pm
Truly enjoyed this ink.. desciptive and vivid imagery.. beautifully writ with respect ..domore
30th Apr 2014 5:05pm
30th Apr 2014 9:14pm
I found my poem of the month for May... Hell yeah!! From her peeking through the clouds to her twirls and raves... I fell victim to your verse. This is truly a sterling piece of magical poetics. *Bows deeply*
I Jumped up a little out of my chair when I read this line
and said hell yeah i don't know why it effected me that way
but it was so good.
-->& the wild girls wearing a little
something over a lot of naked,<--
And this one,
when an angel falls
love is the last thing she’s looking for.
she wants to throw her head back & roar
Incredibly vivid!
Really really kick-ass John.
The whole poem is fascinating
and has easily become
one of my all time
favorite erotica reads!!
BTW this reads at lightning speed
it flows effortlessly and delivers
a punch to the imagination I'll tell you!!!
Zazzles
in the RL it goes!
and said hell yeah i don't know why it effected me that way
but it was so good.
-->& the wild girls wearing a little
something over a lot of naked,<--
And this one,
when an angel falls
love is the last thing she’s looking for.
she wants to throw her head back & roar
Incredibly vivid!
Really really kick-ass John.
The whole poem is fascinating
and has easily become
one of my all time
favorite erotica reads!!
BTW this reads at lightning speed
it flows effortlessly and delivers
a punch to the imagination I'll tell you!!!
Zazzles
in the RL it goes!
30th Apr 2014 10:48pm
The poem and the pic inspired this rhyming comment:
She has thrown off the angelic attire,
She has come to earth to play with the fire,
To throw herself into a mortal's arms
In return for his enjoying her charms.
She has thrown off the angelic attire,
She has come to earth to play with the fire,
To throw herself into a mortal's arms
In return for his enjoying her charms.
1st May 2014 6:29am
5th Aug 2014 10:11am
This is so beautiful. I myself feel like a fallen angel though not many sees this. But as much as I would want to "throw my head back and roar", I still feel a longing for love. And I think people daring to try and love me is not such a good idea. Anyway, thank you for your wonderful words! :)
30th Nov 2016 10:28am
How dangerouse it is to love the fallen.
Such beauty...
'It’s so, so fascinating; it stains the purity of her heart
until it’s the perfect shade of black.
she is rudely tempted, & bites off her velvet chains.'
Such beauty...
'It’s so, so fascinating; it stains the purity of her heart
until it’s the perfect shade of black.
she is rudely tempted, & bites off her velvet chains.'
