Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, January 11, 2016

My Good Morning Kiss

The visuals of love reveal that it matters little the where , how and why as love can warm the heart on the coldest day of the year.

My good morning kiss,
though you don't actually
touch my lips, intense
as it can be touches the
heart in me.

Forever is not long enough
to tell you of our everlasting love,
brings the joy and passion to life,
exhilarating fashioned from above.

Each and every moment
is as magical as can be,
I appreciate the gift that
only true love can bring.

The heart understands
and the sight reveals
the meaning of our love
and how it truly feels.

Sunshine on a rainy day and
blue skies when usually gray,
puffy white clouds to share
where two hearts show how
much they care.
 
Touch my heart sweet darling
and warm my soul each day,
in this magic place of love
where happiness remains.

My good morning kiss,
though you don't actually
touch my lips, intense
as it can be touches the
heart in me.

Gazing at the stars, holding you in my heart,
feeling your embrace that nothing can keep apart.


 


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