The Porcelain Man!!

I see the man

The man with a porcelain face,

Searching his pieces through the heaves of mutilated dreams

They all belonged to him one day......

Seasons come and go by

Time reminds him of the sweetest goodbyes,

Memories keep scribbling on the pages of eternity

Yet they remain empty forever......

One day under the starry full moon night

He will sit hand on hand with some one he loved.

Teardrops will nail them closer.

And Then I look at the mirror,

The same cracked porcelain face

Searching through the voids, through the riddles

Essentially unanswered.......

The porcelain man....

He never leaves me alone!