This Is Me...In Love

My description of myself in love.

My feet once stood firmly
on solid ground
unmoving

Black and white pictures
were tacked against walls,
carefully in rows

Daydreams were replayed
like a tired car, trudging
down a mid-evening road

Routine sewed together
the seams of yesterday
blending it against tomorrow

Night drips in drowning tomorrow
A swift change...

A glowing sun
lips curve into smiles
two hands intertwine

My firm foundation
melts into a crystal blue ocean
the horizon on edge

A dull photograph
drifts lazily toward the ground
Bright hues smother the dust

Daydreams interupted
by a quenching rain storm,
a bolt of lightning

Change transforms everyday routine.
Seams of yesterday tear apart
Leaving only the future