Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Friday, February 03, 2006

Running through a Field of Dreams

The skies umbrella over the hills was that of a dark grey
and at the same time it was illuminated by a light.
Eerie as for that one moment all vision was clear.
singing>
Running through a field of dreams , I was snagged by your memory.
Abrasive is the thoughts you bring, a touch a bit rough like that of emery

Running through a field of dreams, I was snagged by your memory.
I could feel your love surround, kept my feet firmly on the ground.

Running through a field of dreams, I was snagged by your memory.
The energy sent to me , bubbled inside and kept on popping.

Running through a field of dreams, I was snagged by your memory.
Now I hold you close to me , where our love live will live free.

Running through a field of dreams, I was snagged by your memory.
Running through a field of dreams, I was................

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