Friday, October 12, 2012


Could you have been
a mere mirage?
At first glance, I
would not have known
your true nature.
A fine disguise
for this affair;
convenient for
a safe entrance.
And through the rain
you were as good
as transparent;
I swear I knew
it was still you.
I saw your soul
beneath your eyes,
and then, like dew,