Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Saturday, June 23, 2012

My Love

It's not another love song
nor a worldly poem, the
words I write for you
are for you alone.

Scripted in the heavens,
in the blue skies you'll
see, the clouds passing
by are from our dreams.

It's not another love song
nor a worldly poem, the
words I write for you are
for you alone.

Dancing heart to heart,
embracing soul to soul,
from the first day you
had an everlasting hold.

It's not another love song
or a worldly poem, the
words I write for you are
for you alone.

~
I have always felt I had this uncanny ability to read people. Even when I didn't want to admit or acknowledge or accept I had to come terms with the reality of life.

I can read your heart,
I know what I see,
for you have shared
a love and granted
 memories.

I can feel the difference
from the moment you took
my hand and danced like
the ocean washing up on
the sand.

I can read your heart,
I know what I see,
for you have shared
a love and granted
memories.
~


The clouds stopped to let us board
and we danced the dance no lover
had danced before.

From high in the heavens we spiraled
to the earth, united in happiness our
love gave to life a worth.

~

Again I ask " how many words can I write?" " How many songs shall  I sing ?" " How many dreams will it take to bring you to me ?" The words are endless, the songs vary in the heart and the dreams cast a light that removes all traces of the dark.

~
My heart sings,
my soul embraces
so, that every thing
we do, causes our
love to grow.

~
My heart is open
and your love may
step on in, you're
welcome to stay
deep within.

~

I laughed a little and
still a teardrop fell,
to separate our love
 is surely a sign of hell. 

This my darling, is the
doorway to forevermore,
for I will surely love you
from deep within my core. 


~
Good Night ... my love. 




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