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 ...
Friday, August 30, 2013
Only In A Dream
In the silence a song is sung,
in the night there is only love,
from my heart I give to you,
our very own cloud above.
I find myself thinking of you
and I swell with happiness
and sadness too. There is nothing
that I would rather do than
spend my life with you.
In the silence a song is sung,
in the night there is only love,
from my heart I give to you ,
our very own cloud above.
~
I stood atop the mountain,
I shouted out your name,
I walked along the ridge
knowing so much would
be gained.
Time try to rob us,
to steal from us the days,
but forever is not a promise
it is how our love is saved.
We can't go on rewriting yesterdays script,
there is no changing the choices we made.
I wiped a tear from my cheek and it left an
imprint of your love that never fades away.
I looked back on the mountains and
I again looked ahead across the sea.
I closed my eyes an felt your love ,
as your love as become a part of me.
At first I thought it was of sadness,
a darkness that would never let me go.
But the love that lives on bestows
a gift of song that remains forever
and a day.
We can't go on rewriting yesterdays script,
there is no changing the choices we made.
I wipes a tear from my cheek and it left an
imprint of your love that never fades away.
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Hi Rachel
You do have the most romantic heart!
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