#1477-Core

Warm colors,

Softly singing.

Outer edges,

Gently blending.

A dense core,

Searching for air,

To breathe and unravel.

Elsewhere,

Symphonies play to silence.

Screams go unheard.

Reality unwinds,

To a summer night,

Drifting by.

When it’s humid outside.

And fingertips find it hard,

To paint a scene,

That once appeared,

In a foggy dream,

At daybreak, unexpectedly.