looking for you.

I look for your face,
wherever I go,
in the city crowds,
and the passing crowds,
in vast fields,
and after every meal.
In empty beaches,
and forests filled with leeches.
in psychedelic concerts,
and near construction sites.
In cheap motels,
and in baseball stadiums,
in the lonely parks,
after midnight strikes.
Call me crazy,
call me a romantic fool,
but please just tell me,
that you look for my face too.

~m.k