It’s just a stretch of road, whereon
They sat in silence as they drove,
Detaching all their dreams
To place on others
A snowy bit of wide expanse,
A blank and empty canvas, where
Each painted, with their thoughts,
A different pairing
Through Colorado, long and cold,
Hostility in tacitness,
Imaginations running free
And wild
How simple all of it could be,
So perfect in simplicity,
It is right there, in reach, it’s
Just a stretch
To share is human:
That photo is awesome. I’m glad you choose it.