my dark winged angel

she sways back and forth
beyond my eyes
behind them
waist up, covered in red
the color dripping
draping over her body

an itch in my hair
scratching the back of my head
the color of your jacket
covering my palms
pulsating, living

I'm bent backwards
as she steps out
zipping up the gash
that she left in my head
locking it up tight
but pocketing, not swallowing, the key

I can see her behind me
as she lowers her arms over my chest
her red hooded jacket
oozing down my body

I feel your chest, your laser operated vest
lightly heaving against me
with every breath you take

I turn around
turn around
just in time to glimpse you
your naked red hooded figure
gliding away in the air
your darkened feathers trailing
my dark winged angel
leaving me only a memory
and this diamond shaped ring

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This is the artistic epitome of my current Muse. I love her.