Sometimes Shadows None

Bright lights and under them

Sometimes three, sometimes one 

Sometimes shadows none

Deep breathing , loud and clear

Quiet fractals, filled with fear

Sitting on a bench under the sun 

With the cold my eyes overflow 

Like its trying to tell me somethin'

See people walk by in groups of two or more 

Cyclists with their headphones for company 

Old lady's, hand in hand 

And I'm by myself

As the light starts to evade 

And the warmth from the sun starts to fade

Like you , it starts to leave me too 

It moves on to shine on the next bench , blue 

Be your truth , go free

Get lost and then be found 

Translucent images that surround 

Your smell , your touch and sound 

Same old day 

But time changes by the tick

And in my chores I try to look for something new 

But I never find you