Invisible Enigma
Suspended streams caught in slow motion
thick and sparkling silver white
Yellow walls to swallow oceans
Let me know that you're all right
Feet gone green- You're in a hurry
Super nova speed and back
Like the super sliding feeling
of your brain in full attack
You, perhaps, have flown to London
You, perhaps, reside in Spain
All I have this photograph of
is the inside of your brain
You, perhaps, can dance the tango
You, perhaps, like oatmeal too
I don't know the outer innards
What has now become of you?
Feet on wheels, You've met the deadline
Whooshing past with feeble heart
Tucking words I spoke in sadness
in your pockets, to impart
suspended streams caught in slow motion
filling all you think and do
All I have is certain knowledge
that I know nothing of you...
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