Thursday.
It rained today...

Lyrical harmonies spread their wings
And soar freely through my mind...

Locks of silver moonlight swim
Across a navy mirror stained by shadow...

Over lost memories, I trace the contour
Of my reoccurring dreams...

The rain it drones, soothing skittish nerves,
Might it just wash away our tears...

Little girl, in the winter,
Brings her lens about the snow...

My feet tumble across
the surface of a rigid...

A mountain of clouds
crashes upon the earth...

Sitting in this empty room,
the lights are off...

I sat next to a lady
With the gaze of a viper...

Everyone's happy
they're having a blast...

We walk down the aisle
to the rest of our life...