Mirror Image

He is dark, average height
his long curly hair slightly tangled
his eyes something about his eyes

he wears casual clothes
not much for today's styles
just for comfort is all

he sit there quiet and shy
a loner always alone
rarely speaks,only if the mood strikes him

People see him than again they do not
he seems to float, he moves so quick
all without a sound

through the streets and alley ways
the rushing traffic sees only a shadow
not a person, never a face

but his eyes tell so much more
a sad soul crying out
looking for the tenderness only another soul can provide

scouring the dark uncaring world
just to find nothing and no one
his eyes blacken a little more

while the heart beats alone in the night
his mind still on the unknown
but those eyes I'll never forget