State of solitary bliss

Thru the passageways of photographic imagery in my head my over-active cogs spiral memoirs I have tread
Coils of cascading chronicles from oh so long ago... my momentous  visionary veins hidden on storage shelves below

As I lie in a state of solitary bliss memorising those dear departed deceased that I miss..foraging traces of those bygone familiar faces....my photographic memorabilia from yesteryears oasis

One’s marvellous memories...measurable moments of pleasure...locked away in oblivion to rekindle & treasure...one’s self-contained storage in our baffling brain...to envisage in our loneliness minutes of free rein