She was a Hollywood star?
she lived in the west end
in the last house on St Michaels road
I know because I lived in a flat opposite
her beauty was undeniable
at least, to me
a beauty with eyes like ten carat diamonds
every day making her debut
on the streets of London
somedays I used to observe the drivers on the road
rubber necking just to get a glimpse of her
after all,
she did have a certain glow about her
her eyes, although they sparkled
there was a sense of great pain inside them
painted tears on her cheeks
even though they weren’t really there
I could see them, even from afar
one day out of nowhere
we bumped into each other
her painted tears nowhere to be seen
just a magnificent smile
she hugged me
and just then I knew…
she was actually my Angel.