Treasure Island

Dilantha Gunawardana


Hark An Angel Speaks


Your graceful arcadian voice
That surrenders
Packets of words
Clustered together
In idyllic sentences

Rhapsodized
In your nightingale voice
Bequeathing psalms and madrigals
To my anemic soul

For when you speak my love
I don't hear words of a mortal
But the intonation
Of an angel

Submitted: Thursday, June 27, 2013
Edited: Thursday, June 27, 2013

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