Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, October 09, 2008

shhh.... whispers of love!

As the water mirrors the reflections of a season,
so mirrors your love upon my soul .

The bridge of love cannot be broken,
as it is connected by the bond of two hearts.
The hum of the tracks, cling clang of its wheels,
comforts the mind and to the heart heals.
A childs tears, a womans dreams, yesterdays
hope todays memories.
To hold your hand is exciting,
the embrace of your soul amazing.

1 comment:

cat excavator said...

not bad.