E.

I

see her everywhere.

On the park bench with 

spheres of color

every size and shape and 

her.

Walking in the mid night mist

with the green overtaking 

my bliss is drifting

towards with the thought of you.

My eyes search

a crush of people, faces always faces

me, I cannot see her.

through the throng I push 

to see her, my eyes have found

a home.