When I wake up, I see your silhouette
The way the light curves you is so serene.
I see its version of you waltzing on the arches.
I can feel it all here in my room Just me here with my six senses.
The essence and smoke of cigarettes blowing down the boulevard.
Soothing tones ringing in the wind, carrying fireflies at night and dandelion wishes in the day.
I go over the motions I imagine the details and visualize the feelings until I see it,
Manifested.