Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

...but all the time it's my love for you.

Sometimes a word,
a thought or a dream,
and sometimes a sweet

Sometimes a song,
a sound in the air
or the beat of the
heart that I hear.

Sometimes a tear,
a smile or a laugh
and sometimes it just
a dance from the past.

Sometimes it's a want
or a need and sometimes
it's my will to believe.

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