In the throat of an angel [a poetic?

She was fantasyCloaked in the skin of a womanHer gaze the perfume of diamondsAnd laughter like a landslideIts eruption shrouding the would-be shameOf those who reveled in the impervion ofDaydreams of a sacred escape with her She was musicCaught in the throat of an angelHer kiss a drink straight to the headAnd touch like worshipThe…