An Angel Walked By

Just a glimpse,
A bite-red lip,
A wisp of hair

And in the shadow of a brow
A glint of blue.

In seconds her scent
Did its work.
I sucked it in,
Like it was my very first breath.

My only breath.

Then the bus doors closed
And she was gone.

Great demons rent the sky,
Hell’s minions crawled from the cracks
In the footpath.

And my world,
My life,
My love

Ended.

Only to begin again as the next angel walked by.