Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, June 30, 2014

You and I

"All the world  a stage" Once more I have awakened before the sun has yet to rise. Though Shakespeare referenced the world as one stage, I find that life consist of many a stage in which people have written their own scripts. For some reason my mind is adrift as if we weigh to heavily the actions that consume us.

Soar to the heavens,
in flight to the blue
to the rivers and the sea,
sail free, sail free.

Pages of a story,
written by the soul,
a tale of two hearts,
sail free, sail free.



To comfort you
when days of sadness
wreak such havoc
on your weary soul.

Embrace tenderly
holding close,
as the night
wickedly unfolds.

No path shall sorrow lay,
for ours is made of love,
it guided you to me and
me to you to dance above.

There are no expectations,
for we are uniquely one,
one heart,  one soul and by
all means one special love.
~

Sings>I don't make promises lightly,
I have only made two.
One to always love you and
two to be forever true.

I'll write the words,
written for you and I,
script them to the heavens
in the blue of the sky.

I don't make promises lightly,
I have only made two.
One to always love you and
two to be forever true.

No one can come close,
my heart is for only you,
no matter where you're at
and no matter what you do.

I don't make promises lightly,
I have only made two.
One to always love you and
two  to be forever true.

When time passes and
we are but a thought,
let the words speak
of the promise times two.

I will forever love you
and I will always be true,
for no one can take my heart
it belongs to only you.
~


Hot summer day,
dreaming my life away.
Poems written in rhyme
tell a story of you and I.

When our time has passed,
earth bound we'll not share.
I'll meet you in the heavens
and you'll now how much I
care.

Hot summer day
dreaming my life away.
Poems written in rhyme,
tell a story of you and I.

From the first meeting,
when your souls met with mine,
I knew this was something different,
that it would last for all time.

Hot summer day,
dreaming my life away,
Poems written in  rhyme
tell a story of you and I.

Like the stillness in the air,
the silence broken by the sea,
as I conjure up the images
of you dancing here with me.

Hot summer day,
dreaming my life away.
Poems written in rhyme
tell a story of you and I.

Sent down at that moment,
when you would appear to me,
I knew at that very second that
you were more than a dream.

Hot summer day,
dreaming my life away.
Poems written in rhyme,
tell a story of you and I.




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