Haze Poem by angelo angelo

as I am struck by the night haze I close my eyes and think about you
sunny old passage that remembers its shade, how beautiful life is amongst the stormy creeks
if I had to see the sun again i'd see your silhouette.
by the empty light I fantasize
let me touch your grace once more before I die, it is late and it feels foul
hence show me lips eyes hairs tears noise anger love me warm
so warm are your hands at dawn in rain, when you first touched me
among dreams of rosed blankets I lose my pace,
I see it
it's your lush gleam

I keep walking through the empty hole, along my longings, open my eyes and sense your mellifluous heart
following your sweet steps, inhaling your dust
I feel myself closer by

am I reaching you

as a pilgrim i've reached nowhere

beyond the haze lies my cropped love

once I find it it'll grow



uncertain is all and all remains whole
if so sweet your art flows
what are you waiting for to fill our hole?

is it getting restless?

let's loiter wander divagate and get lost together
so that we become haze
so that we evaporate
IT IS YOU, THAT WHICH GLITTERS IN MY SPIRIT and lightens my road