Eloquence Of A Reality

Would you say you found

What you were looking for

Did expectations meet your need

Was the other side of her rainbow

As picturesque as painted dreams

Does fantasy converge?

With sharp eloquence of reality

Or do dew drops gleam with

Promise of more

Refracting off broken dreams?

In caffeinated lucidity, dimly surreal

Morning’s beams and cigarette ends

Her form, still budding below

Last night’s untamed sheets…

Eyes arriving at first light

She’s not what you remember from last night

Did expectations meet your need?

Do cloudy dew drops yearn for

So much more than

Muted rubble of ship wrecked dreams?

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