For Patty, February 28, 2001
Dreams
Oft-changing fabrics of an intricate weave
Colors blending
Yet retaining defiant contrast
Patterns emerging
Faint, shadowy, as if a silhouette
Then brilliant, vibrant, alive
An organic kaleidoscope
Facets of reality masked in the surreal
Each dream a solitary pursuit
A blank canvas awaiting the master’s touch
True love fashioned in the finest cloth
The fabric never rends or frays
Dynamic patterns ensnare beauty
And the color never fades
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
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