Making love to an Angel

And her sultry ways intice the men
its almost a hypnotic technique
you long to kiss her beckoning lips
you won't settle for her cheek.

Her curvy hips move back and forth
she glides across the ground
yet, her wings and angelic
features seem to be renouned.

Her long blonde hair sways gracefully, along down her small back, she's almost like a magnet, there's no one she can't attract.

Taunting them with just one glance
to tell them what they'd missed
seductive walk amid to show them
what they could have kissed.

An angel sprawled over your sheets
to keep you warm at night
but don't let her try to fool you
it's rather a devilish invite.

Making love to an angel
would defeat Gods kill
but if you've had this angel once
she'll always be your thrill.

Falling from the blooming sky
at everlasting light
to die would be a loreful thing
making love to an angel tonight.

From the almighty god
here surface her wings of dismay
but making love to an angel
will make all sorrow fly away.

When she descends to heaven
here eternally you will dwell
always wanting to repeat the night
you were making love to an angel.