Everytime I Look At You Poem by RIC BASTASA

such a feeling
though i have no wings of the bird
i know i can fly

such a high state of my
mind
my heart begins to have the wings
of the bird
flying to the skies

such a foolishness
i pinch myself
this is going absurd
since you are not here
such a stupidity of my
imagination going berserk
such pain
making me fear the light
such darkness
humiliating my own little light
left flickering
and with a slight blow of the
hush from the dusts of the curtain

dies.