Viva Angelica

Your shoulder blades

Peaked like angel wings

From your back

As you wore a pink

Jumper ten sizes too

Large for you

And laughed it off

With a musical pout

And a wave of that

Oversized candy sleeve.


Doleful, not sullen

With pixie dust eyes

That intoxicate with a

Mischievous wink

Your strawberry blonde

Hair was your crown

Traipsing lighter than

Flying dandelions

And you were like

A fiction fairy.


My astringent angel

How fickle you are

A star amidst flowers

In a field of dreams

You make me wonder

Why not all ethereal

Creatures ascend to

Heaven, and yet you

Make me feel quite

Thankful for it.


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