Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Friday, March 27, 2009

Memory Man

Can you love more with each breath of day?I love the rain as it falls, I love the sea , the sun and the wind when it calls. I love you more with each breath of day, I love you in this most amazing way.  I don't need to climb a mountain, to reach the sky of blue, I can feel it on the clouds when I'm dancing there with you. 

Sings> You caught me dancing, dancing in a dream, I slid across kitchen to your memory. You caught me dancing, yes dancing I am, dancing with my memory man. 

You built the stage, cast yourself the lead and your heart you gave to me. You caught me dancing, dancing in a dream, dancing with my memory man.

 You gave me a shoulder strong as can be and from the first that is where I lean.  Yes i'm dancing, dancing free, dancing to your memory. 

You caught me dancing, dancing in a dream, I slid across the kitchen to your memory. You caught me dancing, yes dancing I am, dancing with my memory man.


1 comment:

Mark said...

Beautiful words, I love how "Love" has no limits and it can and does grow deeper every day.