I carry swords incase of proximity

[magictoy]

I watch beyond the walls.
I am the watcher
my heart is a flutter
for a vision of you

I see misty distance
blue beyond blue beyond blue
shapes and angles
a perfect symmetry

(what does it feel like
feel like to come finding me
what do you see
on your way over this way)

I don't think we'll meet
you and I
But if we did...if we did...

I would stroke your face
fingers dancing lightly over skin
and whisper your name
not to you no
but to myself
over and over again
lest i forget
I would inhale your sent
cradled in the hollow of your neck
and and and and

I don't think we'll meet
you and I.

(My, aren't I in a morose mood tonight)