Jaanae

By JaanaE

And from her blue dress...
And stretching out in the warmth of a new afternoon...
Wings.
She takes to the sky
and Heaven-bound she turns back to me.
In vocation we are together,
we are the same soul me and you,
the same One,
that same smile!
But what do I call you, Angel?!
"Edel. Edel. Edel."



- Thomas Magill, Misterman

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