Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Sunday, January 12, 2014

Orchid Bloom

An orchid bloom will wither
and only memories will stay,
unlike the treasure of your
love that is with me to this

I can see your love in the
early morn and midnight
skies, it is always around
me like a flittering butterfly.

Acceptance is the only rule
that need be applied, as the
gift of love placed you
forever by my side.

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