Untitled Love

Work In Progress

I saw someone I used to love

It was a beautiful glimpse:

Her voice delivered on angel’s wings

Her eyes lit up like the sun

She was lighter than life

Excitement and awe

I couldn’t believe my luck

My heart wanted hers

Our love came alive

A fleeting gift for my soul

Then all too soon,

She is You again

Readers, thank you for your time. This poem is In progress and I’m hoping it’s message “works”. I’d love to hear your feedback.