Angel Ghost Poem by Lorena Walker

forgive me my love
for the tears
you will shed
for the pain i will cause
when i am found- dead
i saw you looking at her
porcelean pale skin
i saw you talking to her
searching the soul within
now i am like her
my skin just as white
and you can search within me
i am now, dark as night
my eyes will never be the same blue
that looked upon you
my smile will no longer
come upon these lips
now the only way to touch me
is with your fingertips
and i will not respond
as i had before
you have opened apart of me
and now i close that door.