when.

When crystallized tears make a transparent curtain between the past and future, I see you.

When my heavy lids close the windows of the soul and the lashes sweep away the tears, I see you.

When the shiny rays of the sun make the golden frame of the pupil, I see you.

When the translucent mirrors of the heart reflect the green of the plains and the trees, I see you.

Then;

When the sleep chariots vigorously whip the nerves, I see you in ecstasy.

-JJK, March 20