I got the idea for this when I saw the sculpture The Ecstacy of St. Theresa
The Angel and St. Theresa The Angel came, Spear held aloft, Wings unfurled, Fiery in his Splendor, He found her, Soft, Prone, Delicate, Somewhere between dreams, He made no sound, The Spear descended, Flesh Penetrated, Her Body filled, Warmth, Joy, Rapture, Toes curled, Back arched, Mouth flung open, Eyes wrenched closed, The Spectacle of God, Lucifer, Paradise, Inferno, ...Read On
Added: 01 Feb 2008 | Category: Love Poems |
Avg Score: 4.13 |
Tags: angel theresa metaphor
| 2 Comments