Peek Aboo

Phase flux fun
Golden aura of love.
Butterfly eyes bat as they wisp into the dark.
Confusion. Solitude. Feelings.
A smile rises as the sun.
Infectious. Warm. Inviting.
Please pause.
This is real, but it is not, right?
She looks as if I know she can't tell me.
Mischievous sunset.
I call her name into the ether.
Memory fades, morphing to what shadows know.
Kite flight night wind.
I see her mount for another attack.
Sunshine appears.
My hand upon her heart, eye to eye "you're it".
I run to the horizon.