arms of an angel

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arms of an angel

she leans back into his arms --

the arms of an angel.

for once she follows

heart rather than head,

knowing the price.

despite his arms around her,

questions tattoo her brain:

is it worth it?

is he worth it,

worth it all?

slowly she straightens,



loosening his embrace,

looking deeply into

his too-wise eyes --

his too-knowing eyes.

averting her gaze,

she stands,


walks away,

never looking back.

--Cassandra Lowery