She is clothed in ripped jeans

And my old band tee shirt 

She has a halo of cigarette smoke

And wings of tempered steel

 

The scripture she quotes 

Is silver tongued and barbed

She blows lipstick kisses

Across dark and smoke filled rooms

The ring in her lip framing her smile 

 

A mouth that has never tasted salad

A body that will never be shamed 

My angel is not some sweet thing

She is a bold woman

And she is all mine