Pieces

Pieces

pieces of perfection

were dancing around

in my head

disguised as ideas

visions and dreams

begging me

to “Pen” them

that they may become

“Reality”

and dance with the Spirits

of those who would dare

consider the exponential-ness

that exists

in the world of possibilities

so i write

© 20 February 2013 : william s. peters, sr.