Like fireworks, the memory of her dazzles my dreams.
Like thunder, seeing her face puts bass in my heart beat.
I cannot stop thinking about this Half-Angel named Sarah.

Every night she descends into my dreams
Her wings spread wide covering the moon beams
Her grace, her style, she whispers into my ears
Telling me to stay strong and not give into the tears
Her voice like the wind, it carries and inspires

Every day I carry her with me in my heart
Her arms, I imagine, hold me even when we are apart
Her manner, her kindness, she waits for the right time
Telling me that I am worthy and deserving of all sublime
Her gaze like the sun, it warms and provides
She could be my Love, meant for our souls to collide.