Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, November 03, 2008

My spirit misses the dance in the heavens... follow me.

Sunlight through the window,
shadows on the wall and the
distance of your being,
to my heart call.

The panoramic view engaged
with the dream, to unite our
soul’s for all eternity.

I closed my eyes to feel from deep
inside,the warmth of love, which
spirits can’t deny.

Gentle an embrace, beautiful
the place, where we meet each
day in loves hidden space.

My heart raced, my soul explored
the images from memory of
yesterday born.

Tears fallen, stain the day, since
you my love are far away.

Some might call it heartache, others
the blues, but I call it love, my love
for you.

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