Long Ago Angel

Backs to the smiling wind, I can remember then. All those times

and places, rummaging round all the tall tales in my head, of long ago

angel. Angel. I feel the bright night spread all through the

words you said. They go falling, tumbling, fluttering down like the tears

dripping on my skin. Long ago angel. Angel. And I

wonder where your thoughts are now, and is there thunder

in your heart somehow? Oh, long ago angel. I smell the

lightning burn, and I know the midnight yearns for some small talk,