To little or no avail

Gracious settling eases a path through knots of flowers and leaves.
Makeshift love letters rattle softly in a velvet cup -
soft breaths from a heavy heart.

Tied together, bound apart;
discarded daydreams left around the radiator by the window.

Cheap imitation sorrow drives destruction;
change nurtures change.
Blushing charm, bottled & kept upstairs underneath the bed.

Time's alright for now; before is on the top shelf, later is discarded.
An unrequited infatuation with plans is sweetly tiresome and tomorrow is never the same.

A light in the window - someone's awake, dreaming of things: sticky primary colors and shiny silver.

- P