Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, May 31, 2007

Dance..

Reaching out beyond the chestnut trees,
to touch your love and bring you to me.
~
Caught in the wind, my soul in the breeze,
lifting me high, beyond the leaves of the trees.

I stopped to dance, to fill in the dreams,
the warmth and magic through memory.
~
Passion the lead, my heart follows near,
embrace the moment and hold you my
dear.

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