If you would have me do this, look at me.
I would remove my veil for you, undress
so you could beat your wings upon my breasts
untouched by g-d or man.
Virginity
is hard to bear. Do angels dream of flesh?
Or is the cleaving of the air enough
for creatures woven from the blinding sky?

O I would touch you if I could.
I'd knot my fingers in your windblown hair.
but could I be enveloped in your wings
and place this ear against your chest
what would I find?

Do messengers of Adonai have hearts
and running blood through feather-laden veins?
Or are you creatures built
of whistling wind, the sound the world makes
turning in his hands?

No. if I must do this thing then let me look
at you: a shimmer at the corner
of my eye is not enough: whose voice
beloved, whispers in my brain.

So touch me, angel.
Make your breath His
hands. I drop my veil
for Him. Am i not fair?
My hair is loose
that no man's ever known.
I feel g-d stir inside me.
Blood and air
live in this body now

and I demand:
if He would do this to me
touch me here.

I will not touch the subject matter here.

But the perspective is interesting..very original and well rendered.

Well said. And an interesting take on spirituality. At first I thought you were speaking of Leda and Swan. Thanks for sharing. Warm Wishes, Tasha

Interesting. a different approach on Devine conception, if I related properly, if not my bad.
I can't help to ask for g-d is this on purpose and why?

Cheers.