Wandering along the lonely walls,
An Angel floats to me.
Shocked, I stumble,
She notices, giggles,
And her curious glance meets my ceaseless gaze.
Turning red, I look to my toes;
Glowing, she looks to hers.
Years pass before we do.
When her arm kisses mine,
The earthquake beneath me
Makes me weak.
I must turn around,
Only for a second,
Anxious to steal one more glimpse.
And our eyes meet once more,
But now they don't run away.
They confront each other,
Get acquainted:
"Hi, "
"Hel…"
She turns the corner,
The moment over,
Lost.
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