Two worlds

Always in the swing of things
improvising
I am a lonely soul afterall
craving the of a stillness of a city
lulled after dark
before dawn stirs the dreamer from sleep
is there no place to call home
the wanderer
prodigal daughter
blind to what she has
someone like you

One heady summer night

dreams in collision with life
we conspire to flout
every force that ties us down
a moment fleeting
engraved in memory

Tempting fate

this is how it began
misteps leading to more
through closed doors
too late to erase
only time erode and blur your imprint
the paths maddeningly parallel
so can they never meet
unravelling the settled mind

Till

fallible vessel
waiting for release

Morning after

stillness inside
has time
robbed your memory
convictions unravelled
fallen angel once beautiful
awaiting the day the sun ceases
to rise
a clean slate