Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

One soul to another...

We are given a name to identify our earthly form, though no outward description need be placed upon our soul. My eyes need not be open for my heart to clearly see, the beauty of our spirits as they collide with destiny. I'll not define a moment in a day, as each was sent to guide us on our way. I hadn't truly questioned all that I had felt, but I knew the difference, when my heart first began to melt.
It was the dagger of the devil which made it all so very clear,
because I know how good it feels to have your love appear.
No sniffles,
no sneezes,
no aches allowed,
you have been invited
to be on my cloud.

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