She stood facing
the fading sunlight.
High  upon a hill
beautiful and serene.
Her golden windswept hair
Glistened like a halo.

She told me
she was a fallen angel.
And her wings
had been taken away.
She said she would
teach me how to fly one day.

It was a sad
yet beautiful untruth.
She held out her arms
and enfolded me in them.
Like her wings.

The beautiful fallen angel
with the sunlit hair
and eyes as blue
as a summer sky.
the only one
who can make
my lonely heart sing