Lighter sides of life-enhancing moments are filled
with musical rhythms, tantalizing minds of idealic
thoughts.
Giving inner cravings tangible meanings to hold
close on sorrowful evenings of chance.
Loving images caressing my mind with tears of
yesterday, as I recall fragrant scents of events I
participated in willingly.
Focusing talent in past directions, writing about
feelings already spent, leaving them on pages for
others to peruse.
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