When you look at me what do you see
A blank return, void and colorless
A lack an emptiness something
Gone or forgotten, missing or missed
What you see when you look at me
I see limitless possibility
An ocean a moon a million mile in space
Colors drip from every crack and crevasse
Forming traces of histories and mysterys
I see innocence and hate, and hot dinner plates
That’s what I see when I look at thee
An ocean of endless possibilities.

Namaste
Benjamin