A glimpse

A glimpse of the mild smiling sun
And journey with the twinkling stars.
Always fascinates a roaming soul
Containing miseries and dissatisfaction.

A glance is always nice to a deserted heart
May it be an outrageous killer look
Or an affectionate touching silk styled
Wounds be healed all in a mere stance.

Revealing the real truth is what I demand
Stop disappearing and please be visible.
It is just not possible anymore my heart
without you being known to me now.