Monday, October 6, 2014

Snow Globe--Black Series

Crowed streets
Echos of you
Voices not 
My own
Linger in the air
But all I ever hear
Is you.

Distance is Time
But Time slows
Carefully draws 
Me near
As you find me here
Looking for you.

Always searching
Watching me
I see that now
How you were always there
In front of me
And I never knew.

Your shadow 
Lingers near
Casts a light over me
Brighter than 
Some simple sun
Magnifies 
Imperfections
You find so dear.

Others
They come and go
Barely 
Seen
A blur 
Inside a bubble
Of existence 
Captured like a snow globe
My world 
Trembles
When I look at
You.

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