Angel Poem by Shel Don

Walking down a busy aisle,
I look at others and pass a smile.
A distinctive thought crosses my mind,
daily I wonder when will her I find.
She could be anyone amongst the crowd out there,
an elegant, beautiful lady fair.
Or could be a delicate angel flying above,
waiting to fall into my hands and soothe my pain with her love.
Elusive as she may seem,
she's always with me in my dream.
Dazzling in a gown of white,
blinding me with rays of light.
A mere sight of hers sets my heart pounding,
no one could be as astounding.
Secretly stealing my breath away,
when with ease I watch her sway.
Her sweet voice calms my soul,
makes me wanna rock n roll.
Her hair like strands of glistening silk,
her skin glowing like milk.
Swiftly eluding my every attempt to grasp her,
laughing away out of my reach she steers.
This chase she so enjoys,
with me oh how she toys and plays.
I wish I could for once,
at her sweet face pass a glance.
A chance her slender, thin hands to hold,
to protect them from the cold.
To caress her softly,
to calm that growing anxiety finally.
How I long to watch her sleep,
her hair off her face to sweep.
How I wish for my dream to come true,
my very own angel to appear out of the blue.
Until then I shall continue this search of mine,
to find my lady fine...