Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

In Your Arms

I was so close,
I felt you near,
I closed my eyes
and the night we

I was in your arms,
till I awoke and from
the dream my heart
had spoke.

It spoke of contentment,
happiness and desire and
and from the soul it
caused a blazing fire.

The flames were hot,
the passion real and
from that moment
I let down the shield.

I laid close,
I was in your arms,
and for that time ,
we were far from harm.

Now awake and you disappeared,
and down my face rolled  tears,
and as I wiped each one away,
I thought of all we share.

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