ANGEL

I met today a person whom once I mistook for an angel. Coffee coloured skin and pearly whites, she owns a voice of one. Our souls mingled a moment yet our bond promises a lifetime.
She slipped away, this one. She chose a promised land of greener pasture rather than the rocky mountains I tread upon. And I let her go, knowing a kindred spirit and its wild nature was always meant to be free.
And she visited me today, this angel that took away a fragment of myself and I smiled; to hide my expression. And it turns into a locus this freedom I gave that costs hers...my angel.