two archangels,
fallen from the same cloud.
their wings were sewn shut,
they had been curling them around each other
(A SIN?)
they had sung hymns to each other,
a harp's song flown into their mouths
like the mourning doves adorning their hips.
(DEFINITELY A SIN.)
lips dripping with frankincense,
their bodies collide and the heavens open.
halos are stretched around their throats,
they're choking on their divinity.
(BUT WHAT ARE MORTALS
WITH ANGELS THAT
LACK MORALS?)
// hi how are u guys it's
been a while 💞💞💫
