The beauty of the recently forgotten
In a dim memory, a fading past,
An elegance unnoticed, yet vast;
An unfinished painting,
With imagination’s casting,
A stone transforms to tower’s mass.
A lizard dances into dragon’s flight,
Parrot’s hues blend to phoenix’s light;
As in my mind does linger,
The lady in red,...
An elegance unnoticed, yet vast;
An unfinished painting,
With imagination’s casting,
A stone transforms to tower’s mass.
A lizard dances into dragon’s flight,
Parrot’s hues blend to phoenix’s light;
As in my mind does linger,
The lady in red,...