Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

The Moon Light Escapade

 The Moon Light Escapade

Sings>This dance is a little different, the steps don't keep to time, you don't need rhythm to dance on the stars up in the sky. The heart is powerful and magical indeed and it can turn a mountain into a grain of sand and wash it out to sea. No barriers between us, you are in my heart each day and when the moon shines I sleep in your arms till morning finds its way. This dance is a little different, the steps don't keep to time, you don't need rhythm to dance on the stars up in the sky.


Early in the morning before the sun has yet to rise,
I hold you in my heart and always in my mind.

You are my sunshine on a dark and rainy day,
the gift of love that I so gently embrace.

You are my reason for living and I need you
so, you are my life energy and  I am not ever
letting go.

Early in the morning before the sun has yet to rise,
I hold you in my heart and always in my mind.

~
Need

I need you more with each breath I take,
and want you from the moment I first
awake.

My needs are rather simple, to share my
life with you from earth to the heavens
under the magic of the blue.
~

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