Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Good Nite!

I looked at the date and again at the time, it all passed so quickly, it boggled my mind. It was yesterday's memories, tomorrow's desire, which toyed with the moment creating a fire. Titillating, tempting, hot and empowered, surrounded by mountains, divided by hours.
~
When the curtains are drawn and the truth appears,
no doubt whose arms are holding me here.
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Winter made and early visit, snow crystals were all that could be found. Until I gazed into the heavens and your love came falling down.
~
Showered,
perky,
happy
and
free
my love,
my friend,
my day
and my dreams.
~
Spoken by the heart, written by the soul,
one moment, one lifetime in eternity's fold.
~
Rain to snowflakes, river to sea,
sorrow to love, reality to a dream.
~
I raced to my pillow to close my eyes and dream
of your embrace both spirit and mind.
~
There are no tears between us... only love.

1 comment:

Mark said...

No tears, only love, as it should be!

Excellent.