Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Friday, December 09, 2005

Strolling through my memory



Watch the fallen snow court the dream,
visualizing your here with me.
A compliment to the scenery, as we
stroll through my memory.
So close I can taste your lips, so strong
yet a gentle grip.
Comfort found in each moment shared,
how I wish that you were here.
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