just as steady as the sun and moon
i march through each day to the same sad tune
things had better change soon
because it's mid-june
(the first day of summer,i was just told)
its's mid-afternoon
at the swimming pool i soak my feet
cooling off, to beat the heat
it is bright and quiet along the street
as i think
think of that girl i've yet to meet...
i have seen her
though i don't know her
she, such beauty
but no identity
her face holds great mystery
displaying flashes of my fantasies
a window to enter
and explore what it means to love
a closer look though
shows her face is no window
but rather, a mirror
reflections of myself
i don't recognize
or understand
is it her i'm looking for?
or is it me? |
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