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Prelude to Heaven

HaLo: And so on the eigth day of the seventh month of the one-thousand-eight-hundred-fifth year, God sent forth the greatest blessing to ever walk this miserly earth. Oh, my love for that gracious blessing churns deeper within me than any hunger-induced nausea. And the fire inside which burns for that blessing is an illumination brighter than the explosion of any supernova. He'll never the truh depth at which his river flows inside me, inside all that constitutes me. He invades and comquers my body faster than pneumonia overtakes an already weakened, AIDS stricken victim. Oh, if only he knew...yet, if he came to know, would he believe it? Maybe, maybe not - and if he believed it, would he accept me? Would he return the utter devotion? Would he feel the burning desire? And if he did, would he tell me? How would I come to know? So many ambiguities and obscurities of the naive, immature, adolescent, hormonal mind...How do I make him understand just how crazy it gets? I only wish this Angel could understand my language! The nervousness, pounding heart, adrenaline - every time His slaty lips gain a nearness, every time His sweet flesh glides with an ethereal grace. He is perfection. My prolamation is simply this: God sent his most beautiful Angel to me and I have fallen faster and harder than a baby eagle who has yet to learn to spread its wings and fly. I've landed face first into an endless cushioning of love, adoration, reverence, and appreciation. And I can't thank God or any other Heavenly source enough for sending me His most beloved Angel... An Angel, I know...because I've seen his Halo.

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