Excerpts From A Book I'll Never Write

Question Mark

when my hand falls next to yours

do you think to go hold it?

does the thought of painting me

with chaos jump-start your heart?

life is short, sour, bitter

and existence numbs my soul

but you are light in darkness

you are the starlight, piercing

through the pitch black skies of night

distance unfathomable

but you still shine so brightly

you enchant all you walk past

and intrigue their dormant minds

and i wish you'd engage mine

but city lights drown you out

you're unreachable again

you're an enigma, my dear

but you are one worth solving

every glance you steal makes you

infinitely elusive

endlessly, fleetingly grand