Murky Bar Wine Poem by KarlRomeo PierreLouis

He kissed her through the glass of his living room window
he saw her and missed her all together
others glanced and searched and was left apart
He reached and brushed her hair tenderly through the looking glass
of his living room window, others wondered and searched and was left lost
He called her name and only a whisper escaped
cried her tears but only his legs gave way, all in the living room floor
he rocked back and forth, again and again leaving breath and life
and kissing her lips during the best lit night, all in his living room floor
they came and called for him, he stared and laughed
they tried but failed, searched and pleaded and was left unannounced
He was what he became, a ghost to his own reflection
a memory to the windows deception, all in the living room floor
He fell as he once did before, for her, for it all
He kissed her through the looking glass and she forgave him and left it all
He saw her and missed her all together
without a name, without a melody, they searched and found his eyes
gazing into it all, they were left to take the fall...