MOSAICS

Fleeting grains of time 
Blurring memories 
That's life 
Smooth centers of now 
Smothered 
In rough edged reveries 

Fallen leaves 
Of curling desires 
Rainbow dreams 

And frosted smiles 
Showers 

Of warm amber drops 
Mysterious evanescence 
A mistress of wiles

The mixed tape called life.

MS