I saw one night the shining neon brightly,
And hueful, pretty hair breezing so sprightly.
Reminded of a face around these places,
At crowded city squares who're going lightly.

Where amber and sapphire skies meet;
Hope that burned my eyes has grown bleak
My heart, yours down to its last beat;
Pray someday you'll find what you seek

Shooting star slit the veil of night;
Ardent brand to mine eyes and heart
Pensive wish upon fleeting light;
Beating drums in this chest, she'll hark

She's adoring the skies who're with colors aglow,
While alone at the dusk who's rosaceous and blue,
As a child she is looking politely with charms,
And again with a camera to capture the view.

Pastel shades of bright lights shimmering,
Reflecting on a pool of glass.
An empty vessel, cracked and broken,
Splintered fragments of my past.

White gulls soaring, azure shadows.
Ruffled feathers mottled grey.
Murky waters lapping shorelines,
Am I real or your cliche?

Heavy heart of thumping cadence,
Tears of sorrow stain my cheek.
Strange vibrations leave me hollow,
Deafened by my piercing shriek.

Alone and shivering, seeking solace,
I rise to meet the titian dawn.
Warming rays restore my confidence,
And in its radiance, my soul’s reborn.

Shimmering and glittery clothes,
Upon embroidery glows.
In shapes of roses and lilies,
When touched by sunbeams each one grows.

Where does the canvas lie,
What does the paint conceal,
While deceiving my eye,
Swapping the false and real?

Late at night this crowded city
Is filled with so many lovers,
Who are like the very players,
In this unmentioned love story.