Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Friday, May 17, 2013

... alone.

The last time I strolled alone,
the sand beneath my feet,
I held you close within my
heart via my dreams.

The sun had yet to rise,
the gulls had just taken flight
and there was something
calming in the clouds passing by.

I saw the visions clearly some
of yesterday and a few a reminder
how short the time where
tomorrow comes into play.

I held on so very tightly,
afraid of letting go, that
you might fade into the
darkness and again I
I would walk alone.


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