Silver Wings. Poem by Kevin East

Who lent her
To my gloom.
To bring her wild imaginings.
A fairytale in my room.
Spreading stardust glitterings.
Who sent
A soul with silver wings.

Who composed the symphony
The aria she sings to me.
Her music
To my heart clings.
Poetry
Set to strings.
One kiss of life
She gave.
A wink,
And then a wave.
Then she was gone
When moonlight shone.
Each day
Her memory
Sweet joy brings.
From a soul with silver wings.