Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, June 04, 2012

The Gift of Love

When the words take on a voice
and it you my sweet love I hear.
When the dreams take on a life,
they bring you so very near.
~

How many poems will it take
to reserve, all of eternity for
you and I?

How many stories must I share,
before the world knows how
much I care?

How many stars are there in
the sky and how many dreams
between you and I?

How long can we stand locked
in a kiss and forever embrace
lips to lips?

~
I caught the tears from falling
and I redirected my thoughts,
engaging in sweet memories,
your love was all I sought.

My heart began racing and
my soul took to the sky
and I found you there waiting
the partner of my life.

I caught the tears from falling
and I redirected my thoughts,
engaging in sweet memories,
your love was all I sought.

Images appeared to me
and in the dark of night
I felt your love take
a hold of me.

I caught the tears from falling
and I redirected my thoughts,
engaging in sweet memories,
your love was I sought.
~

The most precious thing on earth is time..
for it is the most limited resource. 
~
The only gift greater than falling asleep in your arms,
is to wake up in your arms. 




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