ominous dark suit of a tall man

It was early morning.
The sun barely stretches out it's sore limbs.

silence.
only footsteps of mine.

all in my mind was some misleading guy.
who was already tied;
yet he looks at me like he was already mine.

came this 6 feet tall shadow
involuntarily pushing the glass door for me,
disintegrating my thoughts.

such minute actions.
yet tingles in the cardiac rattles me awake
as though i was between the spaces of the moon and sun.

managing a 'thanks' , he brushes off like the wind.
gazing his intimidating features illuminating even from his back.
walking further and further off sight
he was a perfect man on a white horse but only dressed head to toe in black.

i was catching up walking on the left.
him on the right.

footsteps again,
this time the steps amplified.

yet silence. No words were spoken.

That's when i realised,
it was a impossible eclipse in the split second i was awaiting.

I must remember the two don't meet.
and the silence plays it's game again.

-a.g