A Kingdom of Clouds

Cumulus marble. I saw my angel always there. She watched me from the air. Her palace throne was carved of cloudy stone. When I tripped up the skies of aqua-blue, I fell from where I couldn't do. I saw my angel always there. The whitefall curtain through sun departs; I was caught in grace's net of hearts. She watched me from the air. Although the mystery of Turin's shroud does tote like shoreline kingdom, the farewell rote. Her palace throne was carved of cloudy stone.