4/17/95- stop already

                                                        4/17/95



                          stop already



I know you're out there
I don't know what you look like
I don't know your name
Or your hair color
Or your eyes
But I keep looking.
I look in crowds
I look in offices
I look in lobbies
I look in the streets
Because I know you're out there.
I don't know what you're thinking
I don't know what you're feeling
Or where you live
Or if you care
But I keep looking.
I look at friends
I look at strangers
I look in the wrong places
I look all around
Because I know you're out there.

I look because I'm afraid not to;
Sleeping, working, traveling, I could miss you
This is not stalking
This is spiritual surveillance
I may not know you
I may not see you
I may not speak a word
But I keep looking
Because I know you're out there.