Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Saturday, April 05, 2014

Singing With the Angels

I acknowledged love
when the void within me no longer existed.
Some chapters are frightening,
that is why I keep reviewing my favorite.

If I could gather up the stars
and string them across the sky,
I'd use them to write the words
an eternal gesture of the love of
you and I.

Like lavender on my pillow ,
your image suggest a calm,
that comforts me in the night
with your love from afar.

1 comment:

Margie said...

I love how you express your tender heart, this is beautiful, Rachel.