Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Friday, March 18, 2016

Nuvole D'amore

I saw it clearly
it blankets the sky,
puffy white over
hills it lies.

Invitation only,
only joy and peace,
for the clouds of love
were heavenly bequeathed.

Hearts sincere,
souls unite
where our love
has taken flight.

Pure untouched
by evil and despair,
nuvole  d'amore
are ours to share.

Why weep my heart?
The tears that speak
reveal the tenderness
of dreams.

I heard the song,
the message clear
of the warmth that
two hearts share.

Bridge the distance,
unite the souls
embrace what the
heavens unfold.

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