The angel and the touch
The angel and the touch
He saw her across a crowded floor
Knowing not if he did truly see
What it was now that did make his heart so rapidly beat
So timidly he navigated across this crowded floor
Never does his gaze fall from her image
As he nears this beauty fair
A sweet smell doth fill the air
As if unable to believe his own eyes
His finger so gently down her arm with a touch he draws a line
Startled she spins around
As quickly he does fall to the ground
With a whimper he does say
I am sorry never had I dreamt that one day
An angel would I meet
With a fragrance oh so sweet
The beauty that you wield
My heart and soul I do yield
Things will never for me be the same
All I ask is if I might hear your name
That from the angel I did touch
The angel that is thee
As he disappears into the night
She wonders what it was that caught his sight
~SirEros~
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