I lost myself on a cool damp night...

Could it be, would it be too daring to wonder? Perhaps. Perhaps no. They have a light of their own. They shine out at the world, engaging, intoxicating like diamonds in the sun, filling dark places and drowning noisy spaces. Drink them in, let moments flutter by, flowing and melting til the world returns and the sirens crash in on you. Is there something else? Has it derived from simple wonderment, fooling the mind to think something else? This sense or notion of growling yellow hiding behind those crazy diamonds, patiently waiting, stalking, ready to delicately devour a hapless and happy soul. Crumbling walls, tearing the faithful asunder, testing the limits of real. But still they beg and plead, stifle words and quicken the pulse, shine and growl. My oh my, how a pair of eyes can fool you, test you.