always have hope for what may already be known but undetermined
under certain circumstances
chances may develop small windows
the wind blows and I follow
hollow to the opportunities yet unveiled
a trail of smiles and heartbeats
a start speaks what soon will end a present reality
fantasy found dream delivered at your doorstep
the forget me nots
to simple spots of happiness
shown within the canvas of your life
scraps of memory overflowing the album
over-saturation of colors amongst the pages
stages of clarity seen through foggy lenses
extension of self with intentions of connectedness
truly blessed to make multiple impressions
progression of hearts uniting
souls reviving
and bodies moving as one
the sun and the sky ever so bright
revealing your shadow next to mine
currently waiting for you to give me a sign...
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