visions of us

flipping through the album that our life is

picture perfect smiles, captured of our faultless insights

littered with the little notes of anecdotes I would write

scrivened in black and white of our quondam trysts

the visions of us, a blueprint of archetype

if only they weren't a fool's cerebral paradise

forever ridden with the 'what if's and 'when' it'll take flight

to our destination, to where we reach soaring heights

the visions of us, a blueprint of archetype

a perceptual experience of a vivid mental image...