Dreamer
Things cry out
No voices, No chords
For-longing a poet
to honor with words
The struggling flower in a deserts drought
a mirage’s promised telling
Of a flowing water spout
A snowflakes life of drifting by
In hopes to catch a viewers eye
before it’s strings of perfect design
Capture the sun
and quickly unwind
A fluttering leaf upon a tree
Fading it’s deepest darkest green
Melting into amber hues
In hopes of capturing a dreamer
a dreamer
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