Direction
Certain imaginings
fleeting moments escape
into the quiet, shadowed spaces
where my thoughts live
Glimpses only
of something tenderly new
emerging from a nervous stance
the though of hand on hand
curve of a sweet smile
the scent of someone I'm just beginning to know
Resplendence of emotions
fragments of an intriguing whole -
the edges of a picture
are all I can see
Will the dream wake on reality
and reveal
the rest of the scene
for me?
KECline / 1992