I would call this poem bright if there would be daylight

You don't deserve the scratch of my pencil to give you highlights

The role you have been acting made a great success

I fall for you....

It has taken too long,
That pink fog to become see through..

I did not know you were just a clown
Searching for new scene for the score

And I find myself wondering
next to my window...

Chasing the darkest night
without stars

Don't seem to find the " Why"