A Match Not Made in Heaven
He kissed her.
She thought he was heavenly. And he was. She hadn’t seen his wings.
He had watched her from on high. God warned him, but he could no longer hold himself back. Bursting through that line between heaven and earth – he went to her.
He embraced her, kissed her, and she succumbed to his intoxicating spirit and heavenly aromas. She moaned aloud.
People stared as they could not see what had brought on her paroxysms.
Then God took her.
Rolling forward in anguish, wings upward, crying out to God and hating himself, he wished he were dead again.