Redemption

redemption.  
you kiss my feet
I rise in air
angel,
wings plucked
ragged
clumsy non-use;
you untie my hands
ankles
stroke skin enough
bring back heat
make stone retreat;
scrape moss
clear birds
pluck ivy my side
unstick
palm from palm
place them
in your own
help me down
my pedestal
live among real
and alive;
you place your lips
my eyelids
imprint me
with your seal
angel.

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