The discovery of you
September 23, 2020
The discovery of you is an illusion
The finding
where you rest before the sunrise
as darkness
a shadow yet to be
heated
mist evaporates from you
from my eyes
to reveal
your exquisite rise and fall
inhale, exhale
and there, you see
is where blindness strikes me
for as you smile
you remove the sun
which shatters the magic
I walk away
to my own falling, failing
as a glance behind
sees flowers growing at your feet
sunrise kissing your hair
a heartbeat
an apprehensive, step
a breathing
of pain
a mirage
never to be kissed
