I see you in faces draped in a spectrum of threads

Your too wavy aura fills my soul with inexplicable feelings

Your features shadow my every gaze

Meeting your eyes in every stranger

You are the image frozen before me

Your pixels deepening with every shade

Every filter mirroring the essence of your colourful self

I have fallen weak at the sight of your majesty

Fallen for your imperfections

For they are the beauty that muse my narratives

Your unfiltered resolutions are the solutions for my vacant heart

I wait, seeking your face in bodies that do not resemble you

Be the frame I lose my all in

The face that welcomes me home