The angel smiles, and says she's waiting for someone.
Calm as a seamless ocean, she walks a path yet untrod,
The path unmarked by her softest feet.
In my waking dream, I catch a glimpse of longing in her eyes.
Eyes as soft and gentle as a lovers embrace.
But she simply smiles again and says,
"Be Gone. Trouble Me No More."
The image fades,
Her smile remains,
As vivid and inviting as it ever was.
But just as clear as her smile remained,
One thing was certain...
The angel was gone.
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