She kissed me ever so tenderly
Upon the lips then said to me,
Last night before I went to sleep
I thought I heard the angels weep.
Not one, but many choral moans
Of beings other than our own
Reverberated around the room,
Yet somehow lost within the gloom.
I could not see them but I knew
Their hearts were broken, split in two,
And why they cried I cannot say,
They simply cried till break of day.
And then no more,
No more was lent,
Their sobbing ceased and quickly went.
I wonder if tonight shall bring
That same angelic lamenting?