I really must stop

building things up in my mind.
After many years, one is stumbled upon
worth putting it all out there for
a breath of genuine fresh air
in a world cloaked with ash.
Heart muscles tense,
an anxious stirring,
a nervous thrill of an idea.
Stomach churning with anticipation of
the most virtuous and noble thoughts
play themselves out in my
mind so focused, so settled in
to this adorable vision.
Finally, a sigh of
relief where a glimmer of hope
beacons on my life’s dim horizon,
and then,
gone.
Swept away.
No more.

(only an idea)