The Angel

And there she was standing there Appearing seemingly out of nowhere Her eyes as bright as they ever were The past now becoming just a blur She stood out like a gem among dirt Approaching she begins to be a flirt But that isnt naturally her way Which was obvious somehow that day Her angelic features lined in that face Yet she could disappear without a trace From the feet to her head there was not a flaw She was amazed at everything she heard or saw She was fascinated due to her pure innocence By the various things that are deemed as an indulgence Soon though she was gone The angel had moved on