Hope and Nostalgia

Without paper

I write on brick walls

Etching thoughts through tired fingertips

Flowing words curve as if lured by invisible stencils

Hugging downward sloping lyrics

Enough momentum to seek the afternoon sun

Hope and nostalgia coupled in a dance

In perfect harmony, trading leads between them

Continuing on like this, over and over

Thirsting for a never-ending symphony

Not wanting to hear the last note fade

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