Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Friday, August 30, 2013

Hands of Time

The horizon forever,
walking through a dream,
surreal the moment
when our hearts as one
beat.

Sandy shores,
a visual to please,
your hand in mine
creates a pleasant
memory.
~
Sings >

I wanted to stop the hands of time,
to frame the moment you were mine.
I wanted to hold you close to me
and rewrite the chapter on eternity.

To spend my life making you smile,
removing the distance of the long miles.
To wake up in your arms and kiss you sweet
and hold you in the night while we dream.

I wanted to stop the hands of time,
to frame the moment you were mine.
I wanted to hold you close to me
and rewrite the chapter on eternity.
~

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