Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, August 21, 2014

The Dreams We Share

I spoke the words, that he might hear,
like whispers in the wind, to leave upon his heart
a remembrance of what we share.

Eternally scripted, written heavens high,
the love of two hearts forever entwined.

Passion or obsession,
a treasure to devour,
the gems of friendship
and the soul set a fire.

Mountains between us,
a twisted river or two
and yet the stars above
are a reminder what love
can do.

The heart a vessel,
that keeps you near,
memories of happiness
and the dreams we share.

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