Dear New, Do you Know?

Do you know that

i see you be

in purple haze : that mists

around perfect smiles

that melt and molt?

Do you know that

i see you in levels too high

and in gold more grand

than you can know yourself?

Do you know that

i see you in places

where we have seen happy:

blissful, even all coloured in candy pink?

Do you want to know that

i might wonder anew: when the gold pales,

and sometimes also:

when the haze clears and the candy stales;

If

it is really you i see

or

if it was

a perfect i wanted it to be.