An Angel in Her Eyes

A glorious voice drifts down from above
And nibbles at my ears
I try to ignore the urge to go to it
But in the end the sadness I hear
Tugs at my heart and feet
I look through a mirror and into a dressing room
The dressing room of a woman who takes my breath away
Never before have I seen such beauty or heard such sadness
My heart urges me to speak to this sad yet beautiful soul
And I watch as my voice reaches her and she responds instantly
Her tears no longer come and her voice steadies
She now knows that she is no longer alone
And now neither am I
She asks if I am an angel and I freeze
No I am no angel
I am far from one
She asks again
And I reach up and touch my mask as the tears start to flow
She asks me if I was sent to teach her
And I finally find my voice
In that moment I became an angel in her eyes
And now I only hope I can stay that way