I touched the lips of an Angel on a moonlit night in May,
Within her lips lay passion and love that took my breathe away.

Life sprung forth from this lonely soul with each word she said,
Her eyes warmed regions of my heart I long thought dead.

Her hand showered such joy and peace as it lay in mine,
Her embrace brought such tenderness I have only dreamed to find.

Thoughts of her blessed beauty march through my mind again and again,
And no matter day or night, I pray this dream to never end.

For I touched the lips of an Angel just as her wings began to soar,
And I shall patiently wait til my Angel visits me once more.