Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Saturday, November 04, 2006

Be Happy!


My pillow is yours, my arms may you rest
and as the night unfolds , we will be at our
best.

I feel the comfort of the embrace of souls,
the magic my friend is what took a hold.

No words need spoken, no physical hold,
our story of love has yet to be told.

Look to the sk , watch the star shooting
by, the energy felt compares to what
is inside.

You calmed my evening , you rid my
pain , you gave me your love, now
nothings the same.

Singing>
You can keep the rain, you can keep
those grey skies, as nothing is gonna
take my sunshine away.

I’m holding you now, I’m holding forever.
Those moments of two, when you and I
are together.

You can keep the rain, you can keep
those grey skies, as nothing is gonna
take my sunshine away.

Your in my heart and no looking
away , I see your reflection in the

my life, and you can’t get away.

You can keep the rain, you can keep
those grey skies, as nothing is gonna

take my sunshine away.




No Regrets!

A rose dried loses its vivid color and fragrance from its days of glory,
but remarkably it’s able to retain a day of love in story.


When forever stages a platform, it's meant to take on various forms,
as a untransformed moment is one that’s yet to be born.


I don’t see the sadness in days taken to the wind, I dance with glee
and gladness from the moments that live within.



If you pushing , push now!
If pulling, pulling now!
If beside me .....kiss now!

Tribute

Scattered my thoughts, scattered my dreams.
In the land of enchantment, where hearts
are set free.


Follow my love, follow my heart, where
each day given is a fresh new start.

Rose petals drying remind, but your love
like wine gets better with time.

Loving me, loving you, my tribute I
write, as we document the whole of
our life.


Perfection
Life cannot be perfect, because life is unpredictable,
but true love is perfection at its best , it knows
comfort, warmth, respect and joy, when to
hold and when to toy, a glimpse at the man
and the little boy. This view of love was
meant to be enjoyed.

~~~

I could have cried, but today I laughed,
I could have died, but today I lived.
I could have given up, but I took a stand.
I could have allowed my yesterday to
control my tomorrows, but then I met you.
I am the luckiest woman in all of the world,
because I have you in my life.

~~
This tear is of happiness it washed away yesterdays pain.



The blankets look inviting, but I promise not to go under them without you!


The clock is standing still and the mirror shows
no faces, a hand is on the wall and yet my heart
still races.
A trace of love found in the most secretive of
places and when I close my eyes it doesn’t erase it.


~~~
Be happy!



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