So many outlets,
free the mind, fear the soul, fill my cup
with a bliss remarks my own passion.
So frequent a quest
capture logic, complete seduction, contrast reality,
yet the breathing continues in mockery.
So long ago I did
wonder out loud, wander about, wonder about
the time of day when it really mattered.
So that is mystique,
draws my eyes, dance nearby, desire her again,
just like the other day, it is today again.
So easy to worry
cautious banter, critical mood, constant query
while the world continues to round the moon.
So her beauty suggests
surreal sorrow, sweet surrender, seductive … poise
weathering channeled energy in angst.
so I wanted to say hello, that’s really not all.