• Standing amidst the crowd
    A blur of words, mixtures of sounds
    In the masses, I can't help but see
    A beautiful face, smiling at me

    Eye contact is brief
    Angel with light blonde hair
    I realize with a start
    My glance turned to a stare

    Total silence as I put pieces together
    A slight interval takes her away forever
    Turning to her, it already began
    No angel to be seen, ever again...