Hazy afternoons,

When clouds paint,

A doubting sun. ...

Strange days.

When a hazy sun,

Struggles, ...

Remember when we met?

You were scared,

Guard up, ...

Surrounded by beauty,

Yet bearing cracks,

For the world to see. ...

Sometimes,

Even those,

Built like stone, ...

So close.

Almost there.

Then I’m free, ...

Eyes that stare in silence,

Piercing the soul.

Yet “you” don’t understand. ...

“Not sure where you are.”

In the vast ocean.

On a distant ship. ...

Shapes,

Dancing with colors and lines.

Orange, white and yellow, ...

Let me be.

Try to understand.

Don’t lock me out. ...

Lines,

Living by fading colors.

Segments, ...

Holding on.

Wilting slowly,

But hoping, ...

Yellow, orange, green.

Touches of blue.

Branches singing softly, ...

Winter’s sunny days.

Mountains,

Adorned with clouds. ...

An abstract eye.

Colorless.

Unblinking. ...

Staring at the world.

Closely.

Searching. ...

Scattered,

Like the seconds,

Of a life. ...

Scratched,

Fading,

Holes appearing, and ...

Be careful.

I may look beautiful,

But I have thorns. ...

Pain isn’t good.

Or bad.

It is. ...