I feel your eyes on me,
Following me where ever I go.
But I do not know where you are.
I looked on the ceiling,
Piecing the eyes of the sky.
I dug a hole in the anus of the earth.
I trusted you with my heart,
I folded it and kept in your palm.
I watched you folding it in your palms like a prayer,
Asking God not to allow us drift apart.
I looked again, it was a mirage .
Are you the tears in the eyes of the rain?
Are you the black bird perched on the broken wall?
Or are you the little boy sitting in the arms of the moon?
I’m searching, where are you?