to the dreamy city

where Chopin keys dance like bells

round the spires of my ears

cathedral calmness amongst the blowing trees

leaves falling with the gentle lull of the river

upon the banks of memories

where joy sits cloud like and weightless

time suspended


pictures in my mind

of autumns cycled away along

cobbled streets and wind swept lanes

winding through history with a glimmer of

the future in the corner of a rose tinted eye


summers of innocence and

friendships made between blades of grass

in meadows under the pastel blue sky and dewey

transience of youth


forever emblazoned on the canvases of our dreams

and the inky pages of our eternal souls