Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Sunday, December 23, 2012

In your heart

Can you hear my whispers?
The words for you, whispers
of sweet of the love I give
to you.

Can you see the image
in the heavens high? It's
you and I dancing in
the clouds in the sky.
~



The ten years old runs and plays,
laughing and singing all day.
Through her eyes all is fine,
like the stars sparkling in the
sky.

The teenager giggles so,
 warm inside she could melt
the fallen snow. The Impish
grin that people see is her
holding on to memories.

The night sky rules and
the in her arms she holds,
the sweetness of your
embrace and the love
that is seen on her face.





Baking cookies all morning,
gazing out the window at
the fallen snow, dreaming
of your sweet lips and
loving you so.

Music playing on the radio,
I'm dancing to the song
we both know, the music
from the heart, has us
dancing though we are
far apart.

The lights on the tree
sparkles so, ornaments
of yesterday glow. I'm
mesmerized by what I
see, as the images appear
are of you and I.



Snow falling,
dreams calling,
my heart whispers
to you.

Snow falling,
dreams calling,
my arms open
to you.

Snow falling,
dreams calling,
to dance under
the blue.

Snow falling,
dreams calling,
to share my love
with you.


Close your eyes and you'll see,
I have always been there, never
left your side, always and forever
my love.

Open your heart and you find,
the love we share each day,
in a dream where darkness
fades away, you'll find my
love waiting for you.

Take my hand and stroll,
down by the river side,
on that bench for you
and I or in the clouds
passing by, take my hand
and stroll with me.

Close your eyes and you'll see,
I have always been there, never
left your side,always and forever
my love.

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