Angels

The theme was Angels and Devils and you

looked so sweetly innocent in your

gauze and wings, your

long hair coiled and tressed, your

lips a pretty pink and

part of me wanted to

preserve that picture for

posterity but the darker part foresaw with

pleasure the point of the party when

gauze would be torn and

wings bent, that lovely mouth

pleasing men and women whilst your

lower orifices were

otherwise employed, and I

looked forward to

wrapping you in my coat, after,

my tired and satisfied Angel

sighing into my shoulder

reeking of sperm and

leaking pleasure.