Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Sweet kisses

Nature tells a story, she speaks of impatience and despair, for she knows spring is coming and again the flowers in bloom will again appear. Though weary the spirit, downhearted and filled with gloom, listen to mother nature, as she tells us what to do. "Trust in your heart, it leads you down a path, where the arms of love are waiting beyond the days long past. " My eyes now seem opened and the day no longer bleak, because I know no matter the season, each day with love is like that of spring.
I think we are who we become way
before we ever give it much thought.


My feet began dancing,
my heart can't deny,
the love that I feel,
with you by myside.

I don't know how,
I don't know the why,
but your love caught
me totally by surprise.

The dreams reveal how
love should be, you
complimented it and
now I believe.

Sweet passionate kisses
from deep in my soul
and tender embraces
to forever hold.

My feet began dancing,
my heart can't deny,
the love that I feel
with you by myside.

~

He who weaves the moment, he who stops the pain, he who sends the kisses, loves for another day. He who holds my heart, he who unlocks the dreams, he who believes in happiness has everything to gain.

2 comments:

Margie said...

Rachel, love these words ...
He who weaves the moment, he who stops the pain, he who sends the kisses, loves for another day. He who holds my heart, he who unlocks the dreams, he who believes in happiness has everything to gain.

Nice to be back here again getting caught up on your writings.
Hope all is wonderful in your life!

Margie :)

Mark said...

So true! I believe!