Pictorial Prose dances to the rhythm of the soul and the magic of nature. Each day is a journey through life and with it a view of the wonder and joy of the heart and mind with an explosion of passion and desire. The opposite of to live is to ...
Monday, January 21, 2013
Tell Me Heart, Tell Me True...
Tell me heart, tell me true,
under the heavens blue,
does he love me and
what should I construe?
Is it stardust in passing,
rainbows drowning at sea
or is it just a moment when
two hearts reached out in need?
Tell me heart, tell me true,
under the heavens blue,
will our story last for all time
and be the ultimate of sublime?
Like a carving out of stone or
the universe in constant motion,
a river gone to sea or your sweet
memories which live in me?
Tell me heart, tell me true,
under the heavens blue,
will we last for all eternity
or end up a faded memory?
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