Tribulations Poem by Uriah Hamilton

Impossible to deny
evident characteristics,
I'm a strange man.

I've seen women
walking in the rain
or escaping destiny in a train,
and somehow knew their perfection.

With your yellow dress
and dark eyes
in a world of vanquished dreams,
I knew you were lonelier
than your flowerless butterfly tattoo.

You're first rate at guessing,
but truly you're mistaken,
I wasn't your lover or murderer
in a previous incarnation.

But you do seem similar
to a girl I can't forget;
there's a price to pay
for dishonesty
and an unwillingness to stay
through a relationship's tribulations.