L@@King (Looking)
By Erin Alpert

The @s are s’posed to be little Oy Eyes.  A Paris poem for Jess.. poor poor
Jess.  NONONNO!!! I will * NOT * stand for Before and After.. and this
Paris/Kes thing... gross.. if there is * NO *  P/T.. I’ll probably do some
Fan Fic.

I didn’t know what I was looking for,
I thought that I was lost.
I’d never find my path again,
I could never pay the cost. 

I didn’t know what I was looking for,
I though I’d always be the lost soul,
I’d be wandering aimlessly,
Without intention, without a goal.

I didn’t know what I was looking for,
It seemed so far away.
But the pain inside was close,
And it would surely stay.

I didn’t know what I was looking for,
* Didn’t * being the key word,
Then I had these feelings,
And they just felt so... absurd.

I didn’t know what I was looking for,
Until I saw her standing there.
Trying to cope with her co-workers,
Not showing mercy, not being fair.

I didn’t know what I was looking for,
So I went over to see.
I asked her what was wrong,
She replied, “I don’t know, maybe it’s me.”

I didn’t know what I was looking for,
And asked her to explain.
She went on about her troubles,
And I listened to her complain.

I didn’t know what I was looking for,
Then I noticed it at once.
I needed another troubled soul,
To comfort this lost dunce.

I didn’t know what I was looking for,
The girl was what I needed.
I asked her to come with me,
I begged, and I pleaded.

I didn’t know what I was looking for,
And she had agreed.
I had fallen in love with this lost woman,
In a record time of speed.

I didn’t know what I was looking for,
But I finally figured it out.
I needed her to love me,
Without a trace of doubt.

I finally solved this mystery,
It’s better then any fantasy,
I love her, she loves me,
Looking sometimes helps you see.

Copyright.. yatta yatta yatta... mine mine mine.. Eraalpert@aol.com