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Photons hitting on
Metal
On water
On mirror
On feather
Hitting on my
Retina
Drawing a picture
On the gray matter
Ripples in the sea ,
shadows under a tree ,
wings in motions prey for today’s catch ,
car skids through crowded streets nearly kills a Persian cat, hungry beggars dig into someone’s rubbish bin
Pretty Ugly Scary Happy Sad
I cry a tear
Too many colors
Too many shapes
My eyes cannot handle
My mind fails to register
I close my eyes
To shut out the photons
To stop the message in my neurons
I look up the sky
Is it a solar eclipse No
The sun has only gone to sleep
The moon creeps up over the hills
And casts a magic spell from heaven
The earth now softer
The world seems kinder
Sunlight swapping for moonlight
Naughty kid has quiet down
Too tired for antics
Too weary to fight
There is a different play
Under a different light
Play of the night
With a diffused glow
We Search for each other
To love and to hold
We cling to each other
Not a care about any form
It is warmth that we want
The room is dark
But clearer we see each other
With our mouth our hands
With our mind’s eyes