Seems as though no matter where I go,
They follow in my footsteps,
Never breaking trace,
As long as I'm I'm moving they follow relentlessly.
The depth that you hold.
The shadows within,
Hiding the detail that rest inside.
Look deeper,
You'll see inside.
Your beautiful curves.
Edged into fine point.
As though you're speckled,
Sharper,
Pointed,
Gentle,
Soft.
Vapor.
As though an illusion.
Built upon a fairy tail,
But all too real,
A different story holds your place.
Water Vapor is all you really are,
But how I'm unable to understand,
How you hold such misting glimpse,
A glance you that you'd in your memories.
