Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

...when rain falls.

Drops of rain,
falling down on me,
wakens the spirit,
unlocks the memories.

The heart weeps,
tears fall from the eyes,
all the while flustered,
from the chill inside.


1 comment:

Anonymous said...

good day everyone im looking for michael longstaf is he still about