Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, August 31, 2015

Touched my heart

In every sweet  love song
and in the stars above,
I hear and see the magic,
that we call love.
Peace in the morning
and throughout the day,
just thinking of you darling
touches me in a warm way.
There is a dream waiting,
and a journey for you and I,
our wonderful love that grows
like a wild entwined vine.
Holds me close in the night
in the most majestic way,
the moment our souls collided
my life was never quite the same.
" I cast a ribbon red into the darkest sea,
whispered to the wind to send my love to thee. "

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