Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Tuesday, December 08, 2015

Love is

I found my place in the heavens
in your arms for all eternity,
that is the meaning of love
waking up in the middle of a

Consumed by the moment,
a smile took me by surprise
and I giggled at the thought
that we were dancing you
and I.

It is a fact that you "can't change history"
but we can have a hell of time writing tomorrow.

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