I saw you the first time at my minimum wage  job.
Vibrant and curly.
Every moment started slowing down
and as I counted the minutes you faded away.
With a big beautiful smile of course.
But no longer there.
Then after you left my sight
another image persisted.
One of you walking back into my store.
Nothing more.
But this image was long out of reach.

The second time I saw you I forgot to get your number.
I consider myself a fool for this,
but you were still standing
and looking at me.
Absolutely straight into my eyes.
I could hardly make your sandwich.
The eyes of my throbbing soul.
Without the hustly bustle of my own mentality,
I would have taken you to Mars right then and there.
With all your curly hair.
And all your ******* smiles.
My earnings for the biweekly pay
couldnt surmount the glory
that is your absolute stunningness.

Back and forth, as liquid energy hits,
Forcefully striking the tiny grains of sand.
Leaving nothing but damage and spirits,
Seeking lives upon this future wasteland.
Memoirs that make one think.
Disappears at a blink,
Once it bangs to the brink.
Everything wrecked,
Yet, the wave sinks back, but doesn’t correct.
Splash!
But you soon forget the damage that’s left.

It doesn't matter if your eyes are open or closed
as long as your third eye is always revealed
Take a deep breath and sink into thought
Get lost, but don't forget your way back
It's definitely not deceiving, only leading
Depending on how you were taught to think
The images in your head, in your perspective will always be good
Your way on how you want to see things is all up to you
No flipping coins and no rock, paper, scissors
You decide on how you want your mind to wander                    
Inspired by only a simple thought
See noises, hear aromas, smell colors
Everything is so vivid, never fading
Thoughts that make you believe it's real

This isnt a dream, just creative intelligence