I am denied a second time
a catching glimpse
a passerby
the endless chantering that flows through the rye
until I catch a glimpse of the other side
through your eyes
we go together

a floundering heat
an upheld beat
that swims in midst of rays
to reflect upon your gleaming eye
holding a gaze, time says lasts for days

yet it already happened
a rewound record instilling its tunes
into you
and oh!
you're already gone
refilling these city blues
guess I wasn't ready for you
oh, this generation of use and abuse
to take as material , to ignore the core
denying the message, but focusing on the tune

I guess I really am you

When it was just a dream,
   I sonder away into restless thoughts,
Capturing the essence of you,
   Too soon to vanish within time,
Care for me like you do,
   A crave of love from the unknown,
Yet somehow you felt right,
As we wondered into the distance,
   Chantering merrily about our lives,
Your face a blur haze yet so vivid,
   Eyes shimmered a thousand words to be unspoken of,
The rich hue of strands that lay beneath your chin,
   Comfort washing over my heart,
Until the time of us is cut short,
   Ripped apart into nothingness,
Distraught in our distance,
   When all it was, was just a dream.

-ILYSMIT