Perfect Angel

She dances in the rain
Her worn sandals and legendary grace capture my time.
I try to focus my eyes. She is a blurry miracle. I begin to walk-
My steps are as heavy as an elephant towards her. My heart-
Now light as a balloon.
The dark wood casket carries away my tragedy.
Fierce crippling pain subsides.
I am free. I can't explain.
This is the cost of love.