An Angel Surely You Must Be (A Favorite Of My 'Favorite'!) Poem by Maurice Harris

An Angel surely you must be-
Allowed to descend from Heaven, straight to me!
An Empyrean loss, surely my gain:
A love as our's, ne'er to come again!

Your eyes: as if the sky, when bereft of cloud-
Your smile: much too brilliant for the hardiest haze to shroud!
Your skin: far more lustrous than could be, of this earth-
Your presence: solely responsible for my mirth!

Your voice, more inspiring than even the finest melody:
As though each word spoken parcel to your rhapsody!
Naught shall be there to supplant, for me, your wonder-
Here and everafter, undivided, ne'er to sunder!

Sikerly, it is you that provides me my purpose:
Enraptured am I by each chord of your ariose!

Maurice Harris,14 November 2008