there is something in the corner
I see it
no, now I don't
I just know it's there
but the corner is dark
it changes its face
like a clown
happy or sad?
you decide
now I see it again
its there
but I don't know what is it
I just know its there
sanity

I see you but you don’t see me
I see you when you walk into your favorite café
Your head hung low and your nose in a book
What are you reading? Is it a love story? A thriller?
I desperately want to know..
To know you
I see you but you don’t see me
I see you as you use your wavy strawberry locks
To cover your rosy  face hoping no one
Will take a second look at you
But I do because I know you
But you don’t know me
I see you nibbling on your fingernails,
Preparing yourself to order the same coffee
You always drink because you’re too scared to try anything else  
Let me help you, I want to help you
Let me say the words that always grab your tongue
And seize it before you can speak
But you finally muster the words in a taut manner
Take your mocha latte to go and exit the cafe swiftly
And I see an opportunity fall out of my hands
Until the next time you come in again
You’re intriguing, a world to explore  
I saw you but you didn’t see me
What will it take to get your attention?

I like to see without my glasses
To see the world in a blur
But with newfound beauty

The clearness of things
Often take away their great shape
As the light becomes a halo
they shine, with a million miracles inside

When the world's detail fades
And the sound of light becomes clear

The world feels like a better place
When I see it without clarity

To see faces without their expression
To be loving without any protection

I am more loving
when I see without my glasses

When I see
without judgment

When I love
With all of my being...

To look into your eyes
and not be afraid to look away

That's why I see without my glasses
to see your beauty
entirely

I know you don't see me
I know even if you could, you wouldn't look
But I'll wave goodbye anyway.

I can see in the dark
After some minutes of silence
What was pitch black
Is filled with silhouettes

It happens often
When we enter the dark
At first we can’t see
But slowly we are used to it

To see clearly
We must not scream in fear
Or pain

To be
And surrender
To the darkness
That is
Then we can see
Even in the dark
For we know
That our eyes are nothing
But a mirror
Of what we perceive
And what we are

I can see in the dark
Can you?

I shiver
With the cold
That comes with winter

You’re gone
But I’m here
And I’ll see you again soon

“What's that smell ?“
My eyes open, my ears are ringing and my head is throbbing. It's to dark to see, an unnerving silence can be heard.
“Where am I?” I reach out in front of me, nothing. I reach beside me, touching the floor. It's wet. I retract my hand towards my nose, blood?  I sit up, it hurts. I move my wet hand to my abdomen.

I wake up, what a dream I had, I murmur to myself. My girlfriend walks into the bedroom. I told her about the dream. She laughed. I didn't understand what was so funny about it. I looked up, it was dark, she was gone. I felt pain in my abdomen. Now I get the joke.