Heather Lydia Thornhill

De Nero's Doily Heaven.

Moods and mindsets poetry. Published.

Jeopardously she led God into her heaven; in the head of De Nero.
The walls were woven of feather bones.
Where all the white angel feathers that went before her lay.
He allowed the souls to follow, carrying their skeletons and their beating hearts for all to see.
These jewels of love caressed harmoniously by soft down,
A mirriad of angels entered the mouth shredded wings pushing them forward.
With each step they were restored into glorious light.

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