Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

First Morning Dream

Sings> I woke this morning to a dream with you, your arms a comfort under the sky of blue. I rolled over twice to feel you tenderly and to beg the heavens to not dissipate the dream. I tasted the sweetness of each and every kiss, so lasting, forever on my lips. The clouds of love blanket over me, to hold close my first morning dream.

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