Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, July 16, 2012

Good Night My Love

To the heavens I sing,
to the angels I whisper,
to  the blue bird I request
 that he fly my love to you. 

Under the stars I dance, 
beneath the moon I dream,
for the night has such power,
that I feel like I am there with
you.

Darkness will come, sadness 
will make a play, but I'll remember
forever the love that in my heart
remains. 

Love is with me, with me wherever I
go, it brings a smile to my face and 
gives to my heart a glow. 

To the heavens I sing,
to the angels I whisper
a tune, to  the blue bird I 
request that he fly my
love to you. 
~

Your smile is with me each day,
the warmth of your love in my 
heart remains. The sun will shine
for you and I and we'll find our 
place for all time. 

Your dreams are with me night
and day, like mine they are here
to stay. Cast upon the clouds and 
said an invitation down. 

I look for you all the time, I want to 
hold you and make you mine. Love
you in the most amazing way and
in your arms stay. 

Your smile is with me each day,
the warmth of your love in my
heart remains. The sun will shine
for you and I and we'll find our 
place for all time. 

~
Love like the river flows, 
just like a flower in my
heart your love grows. 

Summer sun still needs 
the rain, like my soul 
needs you each day. 

Love like the river flows,
just as the flower in my
heart your love grows. 

Rainbows from you to me,
light the sky with sweet 
memories. 

Love like the river flows, 
just as the flower in my 
heart your love grows. 
~

Just like the roses
I ramble through 
the day, documenting
memories so they don't 
fade away. 

The stories both old and
new, are written in the 
heavens and are seen
in the blue. 


~

Smiling hearts, 
warm desire, 
seen through
the eyes, set 
soul on fire. 

Summer dreams,
will fade away to 
be replaced by 
and Autumn day. 

~

If I think about a story
with and end, tears swell
in my eyes and there is 
nothing left to be said. 

Life is special and wonderful
indeed, when you find those
perfect arms and you live
the dream. 

~

Roll on ever, 
come on close,
I'll tell you a 
story of the 
Autumn Rose. 

It blooms when 
all else dies, its 
petals of perfection
brings tears to 
my eyes. 

One last look, 
fragrance sweet,
the Autumn rose 
a magic brings. 

It blooms when 
all else dies, its
petals of perfection
bring tears to my
eyes. 

~


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