Singing day

on

Should it mean something that today

Felt like a dream?

Reflective like glass

Clear and precise

The colours of my white dress and pink scarf

*

Bright sunlight outside

Visibly warmer than of late

But also cool enough that my mind

Fell into the illusion of it all being real

*

Today, everything was singing

The swaying palm trees

The distant beach

Shimmered pale and blue

Buildings seemed pink to this new consciousness

*

I would not be duped into thinking

This was what my life had become

I would wait for the return of the nightmare

While floating with the sweet soothing current of today

*

Streets singing

Windows smiling as my reflection sails by

Air breathing with the relief

Dress billowing, hinting at and flirting

With the pale skin below

13/04/2015

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