If you could encapsulate a precise feeling Enlarge it, breath it in, hold it for a little Longer....wrap you arms around it..... what would it be....? Would it be a crystalised memory? a Photograph worn at the edges from long ago Held touches pristinely varnished? a Song captured mid verse? whose notes bear witness Forever black stalks glooped in circular feet
Would it be.... a Atmospheric winged horizon, caught out as a bubble Links the past Yet here, what would be the exact nature of your bubbliography? a Winged bird, a pleasure dome, soft far off yonderings of a Soul searcher locating peace everlasting But...what peace?....dare I ask you...would you give up for another
Handing you choice, choose one to...... hold with memories