Seventh Angel

I know that, even though you don''t see me, you feel me, I realize it when you smile gently looking at the infinite, and I stand there in front of you, like a breath of wind, caressing your face. I prefer to be like this, incorporeal, volatile as time, void, because then you can fill me each day with your essence. I like to be air, so that you can breathe me in and I can infiltrate inside your bod...