To crave the connection.
Through a picture. Through words.
Embattled with the foe fantasy
and dreamy irreality,
Snapped, by the fear
of the first confrontation,
a terse dance subtly masked
and masqueraded with the play of tongues.
But it is with the same subtleties
of which I shyly approach.
Who, how and where are you?
This deviance in the monotonous,
a star taking flight,
Descends on an ethereal horizon;
chained to the sight.
Its brief existence a snapshot,
captured by desirous eyes.
Open, I leave, the door
for gratuitous visitation rights
to a heart enclosured, and
fortified mind.
But it is not to be
a modern romcom stomp,
whose beats subside to a
Prim indifference with no nook of calm.
No warm balm, but just the skin-touched
Cold fabric, sheets soulless,
unrested under covers.
And so alone I drift
in a dreamless realm,
at two inn the settlig twilight.
So sleepy, is the sunrise.
Commentary: Mood - capturing some feelings from restless night(s) during a workday. It was 2am, and i couldn’t sleep. Expresses the formless figure whom I wanted to connect with