Angel or ghost?

Upon the hour of midnight
Moonlight, all aglow, cascading
Between the darkened corners
There stood before me, an apparition,
Of solid beauty, in timeless form
Like a billowing mist,
She rises, gracefully, elegantly
Is she an angel?
Enchanting tune plays passionately
Of a beauty, so rare
From far across, and yet, so close
She moves towards me, as if, by wings
Unseen, flapping, effortlessly
Like sand through an hourglass
Is she an angel?
Enthralled by her mere sight
Speechless, I am rendered
Her lips quiver, slightly, ah
The seduction of her eyes, unbroken
Earth shattering, mesmerizing
Sends shutters through my soul
Is she an angel?
This divine vision of loveliness
Captivated, I move as if,
In a space without time
The sound of my own heart beats madly
Like that of an age-old rhythmic drumbeat
Is she an angel?
This vision of loveliness,
That seduces me with such ease
Navigating my every thought
And desires upon her
Is she an angel?
I wonder
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