Mysterious
Mood:  blue
Topic: Poetry

I see him.
Standing there.
Alone.
Just as I saw him last night.
Mysterious.
In the dark.
He looks at me,
And smiles.
My knees go weak.
As I look into those deep penatrating eyes.
Wow.
That's all there is to say.
I wonder...
Who is he?
Where did he come from?
Why is he here?
In this wreck of a town.
Why is he alone?
In the dark?
Why do I feel as if I know him?
Why is he smiling?
Why are my knees getting weaker?
Why is he walking towards me?
Mysteriouse.