Im Seraching Poem by richard belis

in the night i talk a walk,
not far but not short,
as if i'm looking for something,
something in the dark,
just one this but i cant find it,
so i wonder what is it,
that makes me walk every night,
and makes me see whats out there,
for me i wonder and i wonder,
i look for it i search in the cool dark,
i see my breath and i see an object,
not far i see a breath,
i walk closer and i see you,
waiting for me,
so lets see what ill find,
is it you i think,
or is it just an object,
that looks like you...