As The Sun Rises Over A Sleepless World
The Angels Emerge From The Ocean
Dripping With The Solitude
Of Their Holy Lives
But Angels Do Not Only Sleep
On Ocean Beds
But On Mattresses As Well
With Goose Down Pillows
Under Head
Wings Unfurl
And Spread Across A Queen Sized
Fit For A Princess
But Housing A Saint
Silver Skin Shines In The Moon Light
Two Blue Eyes
Pierce The Dark
Your Glory Outshines
And Celestial Body
I Have Ever Held Before
Or Could Ever Hope To Hold
Again