Sunday, February 11, 2024

Not all my visions are realized

But all my visions are seen

Those unrealized are touched in a reality a taste away 

It’s fragrance luring me through realities 

A maze of hide and seek

Few touched, some seen, most felt 

To play, to keep me tucked away, from the terrifying reality

where I am at the helm to unleash 

All that is now