Falling out of love

Her brain was a spark
To an angel did hark
And her heart filled with joy
But he was not a boy
And she lifted his wing
Having sung everything
And turned to her solice
For worth drove her being
And out of twin flame
She found sex on the brain
And her sex turned to dust
And her life was her game
Until made again
In the air of gods pain
But god was then healed
And her name was but all
A memory of joy
At its maximum paloy