Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Sunday, November 30, 2014

The Melody

Listen to the  music,
let it flow through your soul
and gently touch your heart,
while the love unfolds.

Listen to the song bird,
in winter it sings of spring,
holding on to faith,
hope is what it brings.


Music, music oh so sweet,
unlocks the hidden memories,
brings a smile to my face
and visions of our special place.

Dance, dance, you and I,
on the clouds in the sky.
Embraced souls two to one,
reveals our forever love.

Sorrow found a way,
to hassle the morning
and cast the skies
in a deep dark gray,

Somehow I knew,
behind those close clouds,
the sun would be shining
and sending your love down.

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