Still No You

Lost in a reverie of years long gone…
There you were…
Flowing, lilting and lithe
Seeming ubiquitous, transcendental, blowing
in the breeze
There you were… titillating my vision
your beauty, unending, rapturing, amaranthine
You were mine!..
There you were, and here I am
Where are you?
I open my eyes and still no you
Here I am yearning for you, I’m missing you

Lost in a reverie of years long gone…
There you were…
Glaring, radiant, and incandesced
Seemingly uncovered, infinite, undulating
in the sea
There you were… stimulating me
Your beauty bewitching, uncomprehending, enigmatic
You were mine
There you were, and here I am
Where are you?
I open my eyes and still no you
Here I am longing for you, I’m missing you

Lost in a reverie of years long gone…
There you were…
Buoyant, vivacious, and rhythmic
Seeming celestial, empyrean, flying
in the sky
There you were… tickling my heart
Your beauty, savoring, enticing, indefinite
You were mine!..
There you were, and here I am
Where are you?
I open my eyes and still no you
Here I am waiting for you, I’m missing you

Lost in a reverie of years long gone…
There you were…
Fleckless, ravishing, and riveting
Seemingly ecliptic, aurora, shining
in the night
There you were… stroking my soul
Your beauty immense, exquisite, perpetual
You were mine!..
There you were, and here I am
Where are you?
I open my eyes and still no you
Here I am suspiring for you I’m missing you

You…
Forever smiling
Frozen in time, frozen in my mind
When I close my eyes I see you
But when I open them, still no you

Published by korymcclary1221

My name is Kory McClary, I am 34 years old. I am currently serving a lengthy sentence at the New Jersey State prison in Trenton, New Jersey. I am fighting for my freedom so that I may return to my family and loved ones. Yet, I know that it is a long, tough, and bitter battle to achieve that goal. But, with the grace of God Almighty, and for the sake of my family, I will fight on. I am using this blog as a medium to enhance my voice and to bring awareness to my unfair condition leading out of my unjust conviction. While spending almost all of my time in a cell, I chose to write so that I may voice the reality of my situation, because without awareness there can never be Justice...! To escape the harsh reality of prison, I use the pen to release my frustrations. I use the pen to manifest my imagination. And, most of all, I use the pen to Fight. I am fighting for my Life! Just by reading Kory McClary's Blog, you are giving my plight and my word's a voice. Thank you. Please, stay tuned...

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