Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Kisses

In the darkness there was truth, like the shadow in the clouds,
anyone could have been here, but it was your arms I found.
My head upon the pillow, my heart upon your chest and in
the hour of desperation it was your soul that placed a kiss.


Dry away the tears, like the sponge soaking up the sea ,
across the many miles your love paints the hills with the
beauty of a dream. Foolishness aside, my eyes could
not deny the man in my heart was there to listen to my
cries.


~~
Hand to heart, heart to soul and through the night rid the cold.

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