Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Saturday, January 31, 2015

The Chords

Soft sounds of music
chords heart played
tease the moment
in a haunting way.

Vibrations of the lips,
hum a wordless tune,
yet filled with passion
and my love for you.

Here in the night,
darkness is abound,
embrace that comforts
is all around.

Souls together
and yet far apart,
walks through life
beneath the stars.

Soft sounds of music,
chords heart played
tease the moment
in a haunting way.

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