Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, April 11, 2016

Hope

Music of the heart
played for you alone,
haunting and yet inviting
like nothing I have ever known.

Ever so slight I quivered
from my heart to my soul
I was filled with such emotion
that I felt as if I'd explode.

Breaking down the barriers
no miles in between,
there is only you and I
my king and I your queen.

Music of the heart
played for you alone,
haunting and yet inviting
like nothing I have ever known.
~

There is a comfort in knowing
that I love you and you love me,
there is a feeling of happiness
knowing we were always meant
to be.

There is an energy we share
that gives each day hope
that we are balanced together
like the man walking a tightrope.

~
You are my heaven,
where I visit each day,
a weave of love our
hearts made.

Beautiful moments
wonderful dreams,
to hold you close
and softly sing.

Words of love
from one heart to another,
of powerful emotions
under the covers.

You are my heaven
where I visit each day,
a weave of love that
a hearts made.


~

When I need to feel the magic,
when I need you here,
I reach into the darkness and
poof you appear.

When I want your embrace,
a kiss face to face,
I close my eyes and
imagine the day.

~~

Sometimes things are just so darn difficult... and like a moment of magic, I close my eyes and feel your presence...tis is love.










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