Another Poem

Angel at First Light

City of lonely hearts,
in the dark.
I fall to pieces.
First impression,
judgement.

Disharmony is dead,
dear boy.
The trial is...
redemption.
Redefinition.

Are you now or ever been
untouched?
Longing through the
looking glass?
Epiphany.

Five by five or
last date?
Parting gifts?
No, ring of love!
Sanctuary.

I've got you
under my skin.
I will remember you,
my beloved hero.
Eternally.

By Susan L. Sybenga
December 30, 2010