I, faceless in a crowd,
seek to transform image
into word, and into image
once again. Redefining
the display of beauty,
as lips kiss the sky in
a formal introduction.
Soother of souls, as passion
flows like streams in
distant meadows.
Ah yes, a spy in search of
clues, inspecting the world
from behind magnetized eyes,
as I drift into each tomorrow
knowing I will awaken
to beauty redefined.