My eyes have seen you differently today
And every other since things fell apart;
Before I’d marvel at the things you’d say
But now I wish to talk more to your heart.
Perhaps it would be better to say naught -
I cannot say for sure but from my view;
It simply seems that something which I’ve sought
Has shown itself before my eyes anew.
I know that what I write now may be weak,
But I still I find some solace in this work;
If nothing comes from writing I shall seek
Beginning or an end - I shall not shirk.
Now if the author of this verse you know,
Why not stop by one day and say hello?