I saw another like you,

What is this? When I was by the ocean (Sea), I saw (See) an angelic woman who reminded me of another celestial woman I know. Each has a kind of infinite innocence which vibrates the heart far beyond lust or love and straight into mourning: to mourn being separate of such beauty. Why write this? Some wants are why enough. Still, when my body tires but my brain still desires, I'll seldom drink a coffee to invigorate some life. The feeling is intensely focused and inspires me with a will to live, but the feeling is only temporary, at best, forty-five minutes. So I write while I can, using that sliver of willingness. I'd taken my seat along the beach front, latte in hand, and I was set on being still and enjoying the breeze, though, to distract up all the pretty folk, I wrote a thing instead. That's why. My favorite quote, "Not a thousand passing passers-by shine cents of you as bright."