Smoke And Mirrors

She is a magic master
She bins physicality
She arches and pirouette's
Her sinus floats
Makes her buoyant in the milieu
Effervescent in the cosmos
She evaporates into the heavens
I reach for the mist of her tail

My hand clutches her tail
Only to sink into the misty night
I've come to the empty grasp
It's just that I don't know
If it is my hand
Or her tail
That is translucent
I suppose it doesn't matter

It's just mist now
My eyes are just misty
I wonder if tears are diluted
In the mist
If the illusion of the heart
Simply mists into
The abyss
Will I have been something