How some people could often resist
And ignore all in you,
Living their lives
After staring your beauty and
These made me beg and pay for
Your time and your attention.
All those lights, neon,
Part of your make up,
Of your dress (and it was, indeed).
It was like watching a modern angel
Shining lost, afraid,
Giving us a chance to feed and cuddle
A resilient stray cat in an alley.
After that night, in my life
I met lots of demons –
Fallen souls, misunderstanding footprints
Not you. You landed,
Neon lights of an angel.