I wrap you about me
whenever I sleep
Like the arms of my Angel
and gently I weep
Her smell it still lingers
in your creases and folds
she dances around me
as tightly she holds
I hear all her whispers
as I pull you around
and though I felt lost
with you I am found
For a moment I felt her
her face next to mine
then I woke from the dream
with only you by my side
how my tears keep on falling
they burn on my cheek
for where you are laying
my Angel should be.
There nothing more sorrowful than the loss of an angel. and there's no substitute.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your poem is truly beautiful. I'm not really a poet myself, I just write my feelings