Angel In the Fog

You stepped out of a midnight moon Melting into a cashmere night Fawn-eyed, dewed from heaven's mist Barefeet gliding, floating lightly The faintest whisper as you whisked by Then- for a moment paused- and I knew As the scent of jasmine trailed close behind, Like that fragrance, I must follow too. We waltzed away in a gray, dim fog And lay upon damp pebbled land, With tangled covers of a Pacific haze, As innocence slipped through young fingers Like trembling sands swept up by waves... Endless waves rearing up and back, Shifting and sifting over red-tinged shells. Pleated ebbs, and unpleated wanes, Pulsing hearts, surged and swelled. Our unskilled hands clasped til morn, When dawn's white rays stole our night, As it spangled diamonds upon the sea. You drifted back into the clouds, Then in haloed mist, disappeared, leaving dreams Still haunting me- of angels grappling for stars above, As they fall from cradles off the Milky Way, Sponging blood from a wounded love.