The Faraway Angel

My hunger is infinitely insatiable, but if you saw her it would be understandable. Like a dark autumn night, filled with moon's glory, Her skin glows a silver glow, I could look at it forever, and it, It would never get boring. I try to keep a tame face. Though my mind, it's always in the same place. Her angelic features, It is only worth, The praise of preachers. I'll stay back and get lost, In time's endless dance, Spending my days to pray, For just a single glance.