An Unsolved Mystery

Materializing from the dust you stand out so clear,

Let alone a shadow, you are a color too many,

A rage in the silent night, you storm past leaving me in a daze,

A cacophony of thoughts mixing together at a sight,

Vivid smiles color the crevices of the drab clocks stored,

Memories rewritten, images rebuilt, thoughts sculptured anew,

And people washed away in the fountain of your smile,

You wait, you laugh, you tan in the sunshine of the peace,

Your patience oozing out delicately, yet everlasting,

And yet, there I bask in the heat of the red,

Hands clasped, we walk the path we have built for ourselves,

You are the mystery and I am not but a clue.