I once kissed an angels' lips
Red and full like an apple in the month of bloom
It burnt like fire
but still appeased my soul
And I saw with my eyes closed,
white clouds and a bright rainbow,
for I flew on the back of a unicorn,
I touched the skies
All these I did ,
in the brief moment that I kissed an angels' lips.

© Biola Lawal, June 2003