Its been a while she said.

On the shores of lone I shall seek
One that I have not seen,
On one hand I hold my life; on the other I seek you
I have no reasons for these,
I think so often and now

But I know somewhere deep
I don’t know who you are, nor do I want to
It’s just the chance meeting I crave

I can see pink mist
And bluish white diamonds and those streaks of pale gentle greens streaks
And the golden yellow sun light
And the anklet's chimes

And someone who is cast in snow and ice.. a slight drizzle

One of those beautiful unclothed untouched sculptures in a pose artistic
That seems to say a lot more with their eyes
Which are closed
Shy

Have u ever felt that pain between your eyes
when you have not slept

Or a long time and u don’t want
to sleep
where the heart is sinking

and melting into your own blood bleeding into a clear stream the circles you
and it seems to just show me figurines like the snow maiden I described

and I have woken up after a thousand years
and I see the world spinning around and it shows you inside it
you remember that toy we used to see in the early times
a globe u push it and it has a maiden inside which shows
when its spinning it opens up like a lotus

I should not say this but I wish you were the blood that circulated in my eyes
but that is me as me

and those pictures don’t describe u
I guess nothing can
except a sound