Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Friday, October 06, 2006


You and Me

Lean my head against the tree,
the sycamore and me hold the
secret of all of my dreams.

~
The moment our hearts
were joined and our souls
set free, are carved in this
tree.
~
The hollow filled with song
from the day that I longed,
to be in your arms.
~
Recorded of memory
is felt in every breeze,
the love of you and me.
~
Lean my head against the
tree, the sycamore and me,
hold the secrets of all of my
dreams.



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