Farewell to an Angel in Death

Bianca Nanales
Selfish souls sip bitter tea
Laughing softly at the hint of sweet
Sold each heart sealed with a kiss
A smile spread from Hers to His

Crescent moonlight met crinkled eyes
Souvenirs framed treasured, why?
Red-loose ribbon threads two hearts
Without a button they pull apart

Lucid dreams haunt one slowly;
The other spends the night-time lonely
Their spirits no longer dust the clouds
Instead freefall past realms of doubt

Remember angels when they go
Bask in the death of their afterglow