Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Sunday, June 07, 2009

Good Morning

Sings >I woke this morning with a song in my heart,
enchanted melody brought your love from a far.

You strummed the chords in perfect harmony,
you are my angel, I am your dream.

I woke this morning with a song in my heart,
the music like the sunshine breaking through the dark.

You strummed the chords in perfect harmony,
you are my angel, I am your dream.

...you are my angel, I am your dream.
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Good morning wake up call,I'm never very far,
I've been there in your heart,from the very start.

The sun shines down on you, with rays of I love you.
The reminder early on breaks through with the dawn.

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It's really rather easy and you are free to follow me. Open up your heart and allow your soul to see. Every step closer reveals throughout time, the magic of the moment which enwtined your life to mine.

It's really rather easy and you are free to follow me.Close your eyes and enter my morning daydream. We are dancing on a mountain, we are down by the sea, but in all reality, you are hand in hand with me.

It's really rather easy and you are free to follow me. Skipping like a child, awkward at times we are sixteen, the truth is in the journey and ageless are we, on a path that leads to infinity.

It's really rather easy and you are free to follow me. Open your heart and allow your soul to see. Every step closer reveals throughout time, the magic of the moment which entwined your life to mine.

2 comments:

Mark said...

Beautiful there is no time or space which separates love.

Rachel C Miller said...

So true because once you have felt the effects of love within your life, time nor space cannot place a void where love grows.
I always think it is so sweet that you stop by and read a moment of my thoughts,a breath of life, a dream in the making. Thank you