invisible paint

to paint with faint colours you cannot see
longing for a match that will never be
you grow to be mine in my fantasy of time
in months and days
i want your eyes of brown haze that gaze back at me
but silent in hand, a big fan of you discreetly
weekly i think of you daily i see you in my dreams
i love you when you look at me, no comment...a bomb bond
you're my poetry in disguise, what went wrong? so unknown

gone from mars and stars to feel blank
i wake from what's too late and hate...
that there's something amiss about
wanting to resing now you turn before me
counting down the days to become

wishing for your every presence but in the end i know its done
recall to fall down beneath our actions
stand tall, there are no more walls just...fractions
i need solutions extracted
thoughts of pollution distracted
hands of magic patched and hatched