Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, August 16, 2007

Love Dusted Dream

A song in the air and lyrics everywhere,
a true path of friendship through a love
dusted dream.

In the darkness of the hollow a bright
light is found, leading beyond the trees
gives to silence a sound.

Hello my love, I am waiting here for you,
dancing under rainbows with my memory
of you.

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