By Angel  no1halo@yahoo.com
Date: 22 August 1999

My Star

Last night, while sitting on my back stoop gazing at the stars, I thought
of you...and of us...and of how we came to be...or came almost to be...and how
you were not always here in my life (where were you?)...or even if you are
now...and I thought about how I managed before you (did I really?)...and will
after you (?)...and about how very much I love you...or think I do...and how
I think you love me too (but think!)...and I thought of all the loves before...
and just where does this one fall...and how hard will I...and I thought of
happy times yet to come and go...and sad times here and around the bend...
and of the memories we have to unfold, just to fold again...and I wondered
why am I here...when you are there...though neither of us wants it that way...
or do we...and whether it will ever change...and if so, into what...and
then I thought of how the stars make me think of you...and why did they make
me think of you...and I had a revelation...You are just as unattainable and
alluring...you are my star!

Angel 8/22/99