A Kiss

There was once a girl,
She turned out to be an angel in disguise,
If I didn’t follow her that day,
It would’ve been my demise.

She had starlight,
All around her body,
Just one word and I knew she had me,
Her touch I had to find,
One single mission in this life.

A kiss to remember,
Is all I have left of her,
Deep inside my soul I cry,
Wondering why she is no longer by my side.

Emptiness in pain,
Tears of torrential rain,
Fall from the heavens,
As I pray.

"Stringed Puppet" by Margarita Yerastova