spark by irreplaceable spark

Thursday, March 11, 2010 ♥ 12

Wandering along an enchanted street
brings me to this place
where ghosts of the past and present disappear
and all that's left is quiescence.

A delectable spread of rainbow delights await,
the fragrant scent of roses linger graciously in the air
But a bittersweet recollection
is found entwined, entangled, in melancholic whispers.

Yet, there are a thousand wishes
against the dark clouds that hover over almost-perfection
A thousand excuses
you never quite comprehend.

These broken promises
and that ray of sunlight.


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