Streaming Heather Harmon What Do You Think Of This Poem?

What do you think of this poem? - streaming heather harmon

OK, so it's a poem I wrote, and wondered what everyone thought of him.
Thanks
Heather

Saw an angel; ear.
Felt.
The comforting arm outstretched
Touch your soul,
And the withdrawal of his heart.
Her smile, once contaminated,
Who was forever caught in hiding
She was kissing on her face the sun.
The blood on the thick glass,
Fragments of light tickling, Editor
Bled.
The pain is eased,
Angel face-to-light
Sending kisses
Under his hand
Caressing cheeks
More pain, cutting into the skin,
The memories of injury,
Tears flowed, flowed
His face
Saw an angel; ear.
Felt
I picked it up,
Bouncing your body is crying
And took it,
Never to return.