Losing an Angel

As my tears hit the sand
I close her blessed eyes.
I have lost an angel.
Everything dies.

Her final breath withdrawn,
My hand upon her chest
Far beyond my failing reach
I pray she'll find her rest.

As I know, from grace, she has fallen
I kiss her one last time,
thus, beyond my wildest dreams,
her cold lips welcomes mine.

Many, the reasons I loved her,
but none ever more than this:
That her last effort beaneth this sky
was to grant me one last kiss.

If any moment should last forever,
this would be the one.
T`felt as if all divine on earth
to it's end had come.

That all the sacred powers,
surrendered in a kiss,
and made our love eternal
through a last moment of bliss.

Thus she leaves me, broken,
in a fair and wonderful dawn,
yet I cannot find joy in such
now that she is gone.

Faint`s the sun that rises
as by her still I lay.
The warmest heart shall not again
welcome another day.

Alone I listen to the waves
sighing upon this shore.
A soul like her's won't dwell again
in Norway, forevermore.