but a picture

but a picture

i looked at her picture

and idle imaginings

began to transform

and take shape

in visions

and thought

of possibilities

there was a tinge

somewhere in the deep recesses

of me

awakening

stirring

as the light of a wondrous consciousness

came upon me

and gave credence

unto its self

that resonates

with this scent

found in . . .

but a picture

© 25 September 2011 : William S. Peters, Sr.