Mystic Angel Jasmeen Poem by Medusa Waves

she caught my heart when she played the strings
of her beautiful harp that happiness- it brings
her soft voice-none of which is real
her own language her own appeal
and her soft hair that blew thru my eyes
like a white angel that came from the sky
i took her in, deep into my heart
in hope that we would never part
her eyes the color of trees
her lips soft-taste of the bee's
honey-that was sweet and full
and i dared not away- to pull
her mystic eyes that caught my soul
and the feelings that came i couldnt control
but now it was time to part
i took her in, deep into my heart
and her name Yasmeen, echoed-in my ear
like the empty sky-wide and clear
i walked away-tried not to turn
but my heart-begged and yearned
i looked once more to see her gone
like a ghost-angle that had withdrawn
'Yasmeen' i cried outloud the earth
and the sky was no longer mirth
but i kept her song in my dreams
and as unreal as it seems-
i hoped to meet once more