rejoice
daybreak awakens
pour cups of light
on the bare backs of mountains
play their trumpets for God

the knowledge of someone's existence, as a whole -
the almost distressing awareness of someone in the corner of your eye.
a magnet, a helluva strong one,
drawing you in

to notice every detail and find all the steps
all the quirks
used to reel people in;
standing at the edge of a void - admiring it -
but not getting ****** in

12 am - persuasive calm. windows open. drifting
1 am - wide eyes. black cat. questions
2 am - nothingness. windows close. emotion
3 am - despair. nostalgia. phone booth
4 am - rain. drooping eyes. monochrome
5 am - agony. revolting. ears split open
6 am - neighbors. pacing. loss
7 am onwards - coffee. scrambled. seashells on the seashore

A hallow gaze meets me halfway
On the path from somewhere to nowhere.
She's dressed in colors, in a world of gray.
I simply see her, now here, then there...

Like a mirage, created by my needs,
Like a goddess, that listens to my pleads,
She's like a raven that whispers "nevermore",
She's like the wishful peace, in times of war.

I only wish to see her in my dreams or in reality,
I do not care where, as long as she's next to me.
In this world of monochrome, she is an abnormality.
She simply is... like a land at sea...