Brand new day. Monday. New week. Full of hopes and promises. Dreams and visions. Smiles and joy. Cheerful balloons and paper mache. Calligraphic fortunes inscribed in a will of sorts, rock solid stories and all I need is coffee. Got some?! Tomorrow is going to be alright. Brilliant. Exquisite. Radiant. Scented. Never promised but it will be. I see it. I smell it. Fill up the tank and the basket. Drive. Keep going. Just keep going, trekking through, as fast as you can and when you find that door, open it. Let yourself in. Take a seat. Love. Say a prayer. Make yourself a meal, add a tad red pepper to it. You are home!
Yup, every now and then I come across one of those butterflies. Too much on my wagon right now but the wheel is still open for business. Coming back in a jiffy. Where is the smiley face emoji when you need one?!
the fall of the night,
full moon shining bright piercing the lonely dark sky,
mystic scintillant icicle stars,
freeze in time;
clouds weaving in and out in a coordinated twirl,
covering the glittered serendipitous majestic Moon.
The almost famous affair, the grandiose scene caters to the front row, playing itself out in tandem with an harmonic blueprint of the aspiring musician notes,
the sound effect of the breeze blowing by/
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