Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Saturday, March 22, 2014

With Sweet Love Songs

I held my phone close
as if it brought you near,
wishing it would ring and
it was your voice I'd hear.

My body at a distance and
my soul where you are,
like the stars in the sky ,
so close and so far.

~
I kept erasing pages,
rewriting the wrongs,
replacing the silence
with sweet love songs.

My mind traveled the seas
from the corners of the earth,
to the center of my dreams
and all I can say is you mean
the world to me.

My love in the morning.
like sun against my cheek,
a moment of glory that
comes from memories.

I kept erasing pages,
rewriting the wrongs,
replacing the silence
with sweet love songs.

~

I long for your arms
and your kiss so sweet,
like the embrace of heavens
your love is in me.

I carry your love faithfully,
keeping it as a part of me.
In my heart for all eternity,
your love burns deep within me.

~

Like a song bird in the morning,
though I am a bit off key,
I sing of  your love and
what you meant to me.



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I am not sure I understand the workings of the Lord,
each day the same and yet different than the one before.
I stand before the people and watch them watching me
as I stand there , don't pinch I think I'm in a dream.

I am not sure I understand the workings of the Lord,
each day the same and yet different than the one before.
He keeps on sending gifts and they are amazing as can be,
he gives to me a journey that creates the finest memories.

~

The Roller Coaster

I have been accused of riding once to many times,
just as I get to the top I going down like never before.
There is sorrow and sadness that weighs upon my heart
and then there is the magic that gives to life an upstart.

I have met the kindness people you'd ever want to know
and I have been anchored in darkness where nothing can grow.
There is the smile of strangers that lift me off my feet and
the daggers so painful that cause a wound within me.








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