Halo
poem
circle
glowing bright
right around
your visage
you are heavenly
your scent
your skin
your sounds
when we sin
you make me be
more than my hell
and overachieve
just for your smile
please
promise me this
when you ascend
you’ll take me along
because salvation
is real
when we lie
That last line changed the whole poem for me, Istvan. I was following the halo, the longing, the promise of salvation… and then “when we lie” opened something much more uncertain beneath it all. I had to go back and read it again. Beautifully done.
The lines 'you make me be more than my hell' I reminded how love can make us want to outrun our own darkness just to be worthy of someone's smile.