i saw: our, hour, four, for, her, hear
so i needed to make something.. (like toughing the last pole of a fence when you walk by)
and i had to make it rhyme.. bcz... most people otherwise not see it as poetry...
and on-topic. iam not looking.. and if i was.. a 'mirage' would not stop her from coming to me
ps. i think the best poetry is the one you can see but not hear. Like a sculpture that is Pure Chaos! until you see the shadow it casts form just the right angle.