The shuffle

Too many things,

One after another,

Getting lost in the shuffle,

It’s not that she doesn’t care,

When she finds me,

Love shines bright,

And then again,

I am lost in the rain,

Of too many things,

And not enough time,

And so I wait,

I am good at waiting,

For her to once again,

Find me in the moments,

In between,

The raindrops.

Best wishes -sirhanz

Getting lost

Sparkling with joy,

Shining pools of sorrow,

Filled with color,

Drawing me deeper,

Past the flecks of green,

And amber,

Into hazel depths,

Reflecting beauty,

From within,

Windows to the soul,

Some say,

But to me,

An endless sea,

Swimming in the depths,

Of luminescent emotion,

Wrapping around me,

Holding me under,

I am lost,

Uncaring,

If I find my way,

Content,

To wander,

In your eyes.

-SirHanz