Lapping Waves

Coaxing whispers of lapping waves,  serenade me once more, as I hop down the winter-borne streets,  splashing puddles on rain kissed pavements. The receding…

Stuck on repeat

Afar climbs down the gold-coated sunbeam,   Skyscrapers reaching psychedelic dreams,   Time stood still, with me, at the quay,  Watching the green ferry slowly sail…