Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Good Night or Good Morning

Like a rainbow arching the blue of the sky,
your love bridges the soul with the mind.
Paradise looks more like a nightly dream,
where I wake to find you laying next to me.

The bright early morning is not what I fear,
as long as I know in thought you are here.
My heart feels the pain that absence brings,
so beg yea to not wake me from this dream.


There is no melancholy nor songs of sad and blue, the reality is my love for you. I trust in the moment to heal my wounded heart and comfort my soul by cradling it in the dark.

The day is quickly approaching and I know not what I'll do, but as long as I have your love I know i'll see it through. The rain may seem dreary, but the flowers know so well, the nourishment of love removes all traits of hell.

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