When I looked
In the mirror
And looked in
My own eyes.
Not far down
From the best of
Life's realizations.
Not far away from
The best of my
Experiences.
I've found you.
..
At the stroke
Of midnight.
When the roof
Of my room threw
My past on my face.
I held a faded pic
Between my guilt
And prayers.
In the clutches of
My humiliations..
I've found you.
..
Down in a
Dungeon when
I was lost.
Demons pranced
Over my chest
And I had to hold
On to something.
Often as a final
Ray of hope.
I've found you.
..
From the ticks of
The wall clock to
Folds of my bed.
The late night
Rumbling in my
Head to the
Post nut clarity..
You're not really
Gone.
..
Like the rustle
Of dry leaves,
And the feable
Ramble of my pen.
The steady kisses
Of the wind and
The ubiquitous
Strokes of emptiness..
I thought that love
Would last for ever..
But even in that
Disappointment..
I've found you.
..