Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Tuesday, October 30, 2007

My Friend

I didn’t wanna wake up this morning, I didn’t wanna get out of bed. Snuggling with my pillow, I heard a good morning hello and here I am with you.
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I didn’t wanna wake up this morning, I didn’t wanna get out of bed. Dark as can be till you sent to me,the blue, blue skies through the trees.
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I didn’t’ wanna wake up this morning, I didn’t wanna get out of bed.Warming to the dreams of those rerun scenes, under the blankets my friend.
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I didn’t wanna wake up this morning, I didn’t wanna get out of bed. Trapped in a moment and we replayed a sonnet and that is all that was said.
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I didn’t wanna wake up this morning,I didn’t wanna get out of bed. A whisper did I hear commanding me there and I rolled on over and said......I woke up this morning and I couldn’t hide the warm feelings, that you are here and I am there.... side by side my friend.

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