Were you simply a ghost, walking your way from coast to coast,

Spreading beauty like the sunlight and being the apparition of striking perfection…

Unreal how you made me curious,
But it’s pretty face, brains, gentle inflection,

Same equation as always.

God blessed Colorado when he placed you there, and laid out retribution by way of your departure,

But their lack of fortune is my insomnia ridden insecure daydream.

Because you sat next to me,
You sat in all your undeniable conquest of Eastern Kentucky,

And then vanished back into the crowd.