Blinding and bumpy

I could see you and many

A reason I always tend to forgo

A reason to rationalize

Drops of you into my eyes

Cold clear drops too

I enjoy you

I know you do me too

Devious and pure

You hold the secrets of many of us

One like myself can estimate

What went on under you

Layers of white and possibly other

Though it cannot change the happenings

I say happenings and to happen

Do you miss them?

Your silence screams your loneliness

Maybe one who comes after may perhaps see you too

I hope you see more and more to come

I hope you keep my remembrance as I will