Jan G. Otterstrom F.

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Never freed from the dream
it haunts her, until devoured
imagination consumed
myth reborn, not of this earth
to walk narrow, cobbled streets
shadows posed behind dark glass
looking out, veils of evening mist
dampen glistening stones
to eerie yet melodious tones.

Jan G. Otterstrom F. March 17, 2015