Pastel Dreams

When I look ever so closely at a building with no name

I see a dream untold

It is the cataclysmic reaction of my brain cells

Wanting me to enter

It is pastel and has two floors

It has one doorway with infinite tenants

It is accountable for a story I never heard

I want to enter,

To enter the force that gives me wonderment

I want to enter to fuel my dreams

Because looking at you is healing my soul

Looking at you is looking at an untold story

Of pastel dreams

Photo credit: @katya.darvay