Red
I’m just sitting here...
Looking at your window...
And I’m convinced.
I love you.
But...
Not as you may believe.
A deeper level of love.
An awe I suppose,
An amazement of your beautiful genius.
I see beauty...
But I also see a beautiful soul.
The best...
Person.
I find it hard look into your eyes..
For I know...
That you are sincere...
In everything you do.
Say.
Your so different than all the other beautiful people.
All the mass produced beautiful people...
Seem to defy and deny,
All the Real people of the world.
As to say,
The beautiful people are...
Denial and deception.
The double definition...of a modern existence.
Your so different...
It’s tough to get used to.
But I also realize...
That its too hot...
To be sitting here...
Looking toward your window.
By: Matt Mitchell
