Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Saturday, January 25, 2014

The Moon Light

Sings>A bit of wine,
the moon light
and there you'll
find me dancing.

The crackling fire,
dreams by the hour
and there you'll
find me loving.

The nightly stars, my beating heart
and there you'll find I have always
been here waiting for you.

A bit of wine,
the moon light
and there you'll
find me dancing.

The crackling fire,
dreams by the hour
and there you'll
find me loving.

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