Prelude

 my eyes were on you… sometimes breathing through you

as if you made the world easier to walk.

my eyes were on you… were on you.

fading the clouds with the certainty of a sun.

Our unique and indoor sun.

the nights were always guided by the most beautiful moon,

cause my eyes were on you.

Every glass of wine had a thousand notes and feelings.

Every sound or expression had a veil of Debussy.

But every word not spoken …

had a foreshadowing of empty summer night.

but still, my eyes were on you.

my arms around you.

hoping the day wouldn't come.

the prelude to oblivion.

my eyes were on you.