By heather    dreamheather@hotmail.com
Date: 23 April 1998

Phantom Angel

4/23/98

The last few months, yeah, they've been rough.
But now the worst is over.
The time has come to view this world,
from my mountaintop, now I'm strong enough.
It's time to spead my wings, believe in me.
Lift my head toward the stars, catch the wind,
feel the lift, close my eyes.
Take FLIGHT.

Oh, My Phantom Angel.
I believe, to me, God sent you,
to show me it was time to go.
Time to leave behind, everything I knew before.
To learn to live on FAITH, a WING, a PRAYER.
That He would send to me, one special man to love.
One man, who, would love me,
would think that I , was special too.
But first I had to learn to fly.
This,
I learned from you.

For years this bird's been grounded.
Self imposed, it's true.
I lived so long, locked up, alone, unloved, inside a cage.
But now, that cage is gone.
So my Phantom Angel, the time has come to try.
Test these wings you helped unfurl.
It's time to leave the ground.
Time to lift my eyes, set my sights toward the stars.
TRUST.
Then fly.

I want a touch from a lover in my life,
not a Phantom Angel's touch of yesterday.
I had hoped and prayed,
my flying partner would be you,
My Phantom Man.
But some wishes can only be, forever, unfulfilled dreams.
They just sometimes, are not, meant to be.
So fly without you, I must, and hope for all the best.
That the next Angel in my life, is not so far from here,
and wants to fly with me as much,
as I wanted to fly with you.

So please, wish me luck,
since to me, I'm afraid, you will not come.
As I lift off, fly, I pray the breeze inflight, will dry my tears.
These tears I cry for you,
while thanking you with all my heart.
For teaching me how to fly,
reach for the stars,
and believe with all my being,
in the power of magic.
The magic of LOVE.

I'll love you always,
My Phantom.
My heart will always be waiting,
to fly with you again, while touching.
DreamWeaver