Water Slides and Sunflowers

"Not Quite Yet"

05/30/18

Everything is soft dreams and clouds made of dust and whispers

Grainy Polaroid pictures flash in a never-ending montage

Memories of laughter and smiles and inside jokes still vivid as

Resentment and hatred drift away in the currents of a murky river

Colour returns and so do aching harp strings playing a voice of admiration

Love?

Not quite yet

But the sun is glowing orange and dropping below eyes filled with oceans

and music notes are landing lightly on eyelashes as lips speak sweet nothings

And maybe
just maybe

Cupid will pay a visit tomorrow