Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Friday, January 10, 2014

Every word in a love song

Every word in a love song,
rhythmic sounds to my heart,
touch on your sweet memory
and bring you from afar.

It was my own inclination
and a natural tendency
to close my eyes and
pull from a dream.

Every word in a love song,
rhythmic sounds to my heart,
touch on your sweet memory
and bring you from afar.

I can feel your presence
you are always by my side,
you took a hold of my heart
and have yet to leave my
mind.

Every word in a love song,
rhythmic sounds to my heart,
touch on your sweet memory
and bring you from afar.

You are my good morning wake up,
my very own sunshine and the
stars that light the sky, my
very own good night.


There is no ending to a love story, 
touched my soul and holds my heart. 



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