Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Friday, June 01, 2012

on a road going nowhere

To hold your hand and walk the beach
and lay beside you while you dream.
Rocking chairs and ice tea and kisses
from you to me like that of spring.

To be so close that our hearts one,
sharing the day till the day is done.
Wipe a tear and replace with smiles
on the day we lessen the miles.

It is the little things...


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