here you are.

i hoped that i would find you here,

but it seems your whereabouts are still unclear.

i'm not looking for a someone,

i'm looking for my muse.

a drafted carbon copy,

of the persona my heart views.

i've got the picture in my head,

and i've found some names to match the face,

but it seems with every stand-in,

i'll discover another space.

i'm trying to right this,

i don't feel complete,

i need to find the body,

to match the heartbeat.