#542-Mirrors
Images.
Disappearing,
In an orange sky.
Cloudy reflections.
Fragments of dreams.
Escaping through fingers, and
Naked hearts.
Almost had it.
Almost felt it.
Evaporated.
Like yesterday’s puddles.
Images.
Disappearing,
In an orange sky.
Cloudy reflections.
Fragments of dreams.
Escaping through fingers, and
Naked hearts.
Almost had it.
Almost felt it.
Evaporated.
Like yesterday’s puddles.