PERFECT POSSIBILITIES
Pretty little sunsets,
Paint the skies.
Perfect with colours,
Pink and yellow.
Perfect green trees lay under.
Possible memories arise.
Passed on one by one,
Pointing in the direction of you.
Pretty little eyes dipped in green,
Painted blue in speckles.
Perfect little windows, to your soul.
Purple feelings arise that feel more like
Pink with mystery; unlikely.
Possible wishes of return; I Yern.
Passed on one by one.
Pointing in the direction of you.












