'Felicta...Angie...Felicta! ' br br I smile br to see the sound br br of my words br translated into breath br br the ghost of the sound br dancing before me br br on the cold night air br pierced with stars br br watch as my words br travel halfway across the world br br translated into br the little breeze br br that disturbs br those loose strands of hair br br that you absentmindedly br put back in place br br & smile br & wonder br br ...why? br br 'Felicta...Angie...