The Angel Amongst Humans

Among the books and crowded halls,

Where laughter dances off the walls,

I found her—perfect, pure, divine,

Yet she was never meant as mine.

She is the sun, the morning light,

I am the dusk, the silent night.

She speaks in dreams, in words so sweet,

Yet never whispers mine to keep.

Her voice, a song my soul still knows,

A melody that never goes.

She spins the world with light so free,

Yet never once turns back to me.

I walk beside but out of sight,

A shadow fading in her light.

The world is hers—so vast, so true,

And I have no one… no one but you.

She, a dreamer lost in time,

I, a poet with love confined.

Stories shared, yet hearts unknown,

And still, I walk this road alone.