he_is_not_like_any_other Bizzar he is the warm rain that falls on summer nights. the puddles that gather in the low spots. he is a lone shadow in the bright sun. and the muted colors that lay beneath it. he is darkness, but he lights mine. like a candle in the gloom, and the shapes that dance from its flicker the way my heart dances at his glance. he is depth and mystery he is a puzzle, but pieces are missing swept away into the dark corners the places he has forgotten and i'll never cease my search as long as blood flows through my veins to find them and make him whole. 220829 what's it to you? who go blather from