Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Sunday, May 18, 2014

...the rest of my life.

I'm gonna borrow your dream,
I'm gonna hold you tight,
kiss you good morning for
the rest of my life.

Nothing could be finer,
I could feel it coming true,
as I wake up in the morning
loving you.

I'm gonna borrow your dream,
I'm gonna hold you tight,
kiss you good morning for
the rest of my life.

1 comment:

Margie said...

Lisa, there is nothing that gives me more joy than waking up every morning to my love.

Love this poem!