Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

You and I

There were fireflies dancing atop the trees,
sparkling their lights to cast a glow against
the leaves.

The summer storm had quickly moved in,
thunder like drums and then the house
lights dimmed .

The sky became a stage where dreams can
be replayed and our love can be seen through
the magic of memories.

Hot and yet a chill to my soul, for you  have
my love to forever hold.When the storms of
life pass on by, close your eyes and dream
of you and I.

1 comment:

Margie said...

So romantic and beautiful!

Margie :)