Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Saturday, February 22, 2014

Never Very Far

When heart and soul meet with desire,
the consequential moment is a blazing fire.
Haunting each second of my day and night,
creating magical moments that I can't fight.

Stars in the sky and the moon shining bright,
empty arms beg to hold you passionately tonight.
Once more I close my eyes and this is what I see,
the void of darkness replaced by the sweetest memories.

When heart and soul meet with desire,
the consequential moment is a blazing fire.
Haunting each second of my day and night,
creating magical moments that I can't fight.

Falling tears a river will they make , so I may
sail my love to you each and every day.
The wind is blowing, the waves are hitting hard
as my love for you is never very far.

~

The song released from my soul,
sings of passion that never grows old.
My love for you is but a thought away
and with you beyond my dying day.

Listen closely and this my love you'll hear,
like a whisper meant only for your ears.
Music from angels in the heavens high
and clouds that wait for you and I.

~
Solemn Verse

I speak from heart and soul,
from where you first took hold.
Deep inside where love grows
spoken on a serious note.

Sad impressions of time gone by,
of broken bridges and mountains high.
An ache that never truly subsides as I
wish like a fool on the stars in the sky.


  1. Deeply earnest, serious, and sober.
  2. Somberly or gravely impressive.
  3. Performed with full ceremony
that wait for you and I .

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