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Originally Posted by lasher
Angel’s Songs
So lithe, so fragile, a delicate smile
Velvet skin so soft, scented of wildflowers
In bloom
Against the odds we crossed the mile
Like ragged soldiers from a lost platoon
Like songs sung from angels above
It reaches to the depths of my soul
To call it anything, it would be love
She lifts me up; makes me whole
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Dear lasher,
This was a very nice read that I enjoyed very much. I am in awe of those who write in rhyme, as this floes quite nicely. What captured my attention was the title alone, and it is beautiful. I could feel the music poured into this piece as I read on.
One suggestion, would be possibly to remove the word "of", in the first stanza, after the word "scented", to add more fluidity to the stanza, and allow the words to roll of the tongue. I offer only suggestions to omit words, and not change a poets words.
p.s.----->I also added a space between the words "sun's" and "golden"; hope you did not mind
Bravo dear poet,
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