Perfection

She knifes through the drapes of reality
and shimmers from afar
like the northern lights
gliding silently, surely,
a magnificence in motion
dodging my attention
jarring my focus
leaping into vision for a second
disappearing the next
an iota of my imagination
boring into my conscious
or..
an illusion to waylay me
i ask...
is she real?

I wanna go to sleep like that, even if just for a day, without any worries, without any worries and without any worries.