Green-Eyed Angel
She left, my green-eyed angel,
On heaven’s celestial train,
As the stars they all shone over rooftops
In the distance to where she would go;
And her face blurred behind condensation
In a flicker of absinthe and snow.
She held, in thrall with her laughter,
When darkness crept over walls,
And her kisses burned long in the memory
From the lips of a priestess or queen,
So eternal her spark of cracked emerald
In eyes so emphatically green.
She shines, as her train is receding
Down tracks that are speckled with frost,
And although her physique has now vanished
A bright soul such as hers never dies
Yet remains incandescent and vibrant
Like the warm ocean jade of her eyes.
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