Maybe I was looking at the wrong one
all along.
Were you there, in the background,
waiting for me to realize
and see?
I think I see it now.
I think I see you now,
at last.
Tag: lust
see you again
Will I feel those same feelings
I felt the last time
if I were to see you again?
If I will,
does that mean
I should never see you again?
light on dark
Dark wood floors show everything.
Dust, dirt, hair, debris,
nothing blends in.
You were a single, long hair
against the deep mahogany
and black cabinets.
Shining solo, proud and strong
I saw you,
and the rest blurred away into darkness.
You were magic, are magic,
impossible to miss.
of daydreaming
People say all the right things,
make the opportune gestures,
and be everything we want them to be,
ourselves included.
Perfection is attainable,
if we can meet the right person
where everything will fall into place.
That’s the trouble,
and addicting allure,
of daydreaming.
Dawning Words 