SEAT OF MY SOUL

reservoir of muse

 in black and white

 silent reveling afloat

 upon cobalt dreams

cascading my mind

 as ripples gently

splash the rocks

helping me untwine

searching for my

 own reflection

while soft light brushes

internal rising flames

 unspoken words

spins above

lingering like

poignant memories

the furor of promises

whispering…

*

return

to innocence

***

©AvdL 2015

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