Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Sunday, November 30, 2014

The Voice of Silence


My retreat,
to think of you,
teardrops fall,
skies are blue.

Smiles are hidden,
distance remains,
to keep a part
another day.


Break the silence,
hum a song,
dance of love
in your arms.

Heavens blanket,
stars above,
distance fades
we are one to one.


First Embrace

I accepted the moment,
when you appeared to me
and led me on this path
of sweet memories.

My heart I gave you
in that first embrace,
where dreams met reality
and eternity took its place.

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