Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Sunday, September 15, 2013

Voice of Love

I heard the voice of love
the whispers of loneliness
and fear, as I reached into
the darkness in hopes that
I could bring you here.

Your breath sweet to mine,
your lips gentle and so fine,
touching heart to heart and
embracing with the mind.

Wiped the tears from my cheek,
but couldn't remove each one.
Embedded are they to my soul ,
to represent our forever love.


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