A different view, a different direction
behind the door,the secret treasure
Eyes closed, I see you here with me,
Two clocks , two zones, two thoughts,
a single hope – love will guide us home.
Through the shade I see,
Patterns of light in colors,
The monochrome dreams
Slip through the words I let free,
The morning freshness captured
This is an entry inspired by Wednesday verses prompt (Fresh) which I read first thing in the morning . I am trying to get back to structured poetry styles , so I was happy to stumble across Colleen’s weekly Tuesday challenge and link this poem there.