Behind the Mirror
I
watch my Angel through the mirror
I cannot help it
I speak to
her
She comes toward me
My heart is in my throat
When
I hear her whisper 'Angel'
As she places her hand against the
mirror
I place my palm on the other side
Cursing the pane
of glass that lays between us
She wants to see me
I
promise soon
Soon, my love, you will be with your Angel