Her world ran parallel to his.
He could never truly know her;
For they were never
in the same place.
He explored her wide eyes;
moonlight reflected upon liquid pain;
Searching for her.
Trying to fathom;
In which dream did she reside today?

Trying to fathom;
Did he even exist,


Her scent polluted the air.
Her eyes seemed to surround him.
He covered the mirrors for when he saw himself,
he heard her laugh.
The afternoon beyond the sealed blinds knew not that he needed silence;
and the sun knew not that he needed rain.
He prayed wordlessly
for his release.