Shadows and Veils.

I am here
There is there.
Forever I long for
ever my being be
there.

Bro
    ken
apart by truth and
desire.
An everlasting hope
for truth to
aspire.

And yet, I
long along a
shat
    tered
dream like many
hidden behind the guise
of norm.

My norm? Atypical
with shadows, and veils,
in words and sights
by eyes that I
be
    long
to only mine.

Shall it see the layered
destiny
of stepping mounts westward
bound as time for certain
will continue
des
      cending
round and round?

As men open eyes
and see
the starry skies of
all that ever thumped within
their hearts disguise;
I see my heart's
ambition
revealed, in caution,
to all of the
un
     folded
time still waiting for
my eyes.

And I am here.
Will there be here?
be
     side
a cherished careful dream
for truth and heart and mind
as one be seen?