The sight of her is nothing short of surreal
It's like smoke outdoors materialized before
My eyes with a lovely shadow to see tonight.
In that moment, my mind is flooded with vivid
Memories and a spectrum of emotions as
The girl I am thinking of has long, pretty nails.
The city streets filled with cars has to disappear
And stretch out before from an unending road too,
With no escape in sight but for the mussed alleys.
The advantages seem to come with care and my
Poetry are formed of a pottery process,
Let me make it clear to you by an amethyst.