Vinyl Reverie

“in dusty light, fingers trace
spines of albums, time and space.
ventura's shop, a haven found,
where melodies and dreams abound.

2024, a song unsung,
potential notes on hearts still hung.
strangers met, now frozen here,
crate-digging through yesteryear.

warm bulbs glow like fading stars,
illuminating who we are.
in this moment, caught between
what might have been and might have been.”

-mitchell royel!