by K.D. Senior

Dreams don’t come true,
that’s what they are for…
But why not take a gamble,
even if we aren’t sure?
Hopeless hopes, and chances with traps,
Joining lips as sky turns to twilight,
down by the shore.

Promises comfort fools,
But we don’t need those anymore…
Why wait? Gamble again,
even though we know what’s in store.
Hopeless hopes, and chance with traps,
as we stare into twilight before us,
down by the shore.

Featured photo by K.D. Senior.