2025 NaPM 26 April

[carahmellow]

As eyelids flutter,
minds draw from slumber
and the cerebral circus looms.
Memories prevail
as you conjure tales
magic of the nocturnal moon.
You search your files
for jesterly smiles
then mold them into devilish grins.
And when your lashes finally split
the nostalgic spiral begins.
You grasp at visions
as stardust fades;
at the midnight carnival
your mind made
and the ocean of emotion; so deep.
As you hold hands with might
to continue the fight,
the spectacle
  
  keeps
             
           slipping
             

                        away.