Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Saturday, January 10, 2009

Mon amour, mon chéri...

Mon amour, mon chéri these words are left for you,
they are written from my heart under skies of blue.

Mon amour, mon chéri, there is nothing I won't do
to document my love for you.


Heaven strokes at humor as it places in my heart
and with a twist of fate leaves me in the dark.
The silence was broken by the tears of the heart,
weep not my heart though your love is a far.


Mark said...

Beautiful, heartfelt words.

Rachel said...

ty ... the heart is an amazing in which emotions flow.