Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Friday, July 22, 2016


I gazed at the sky
and the stars so blue
and wondered if you
saw them too.

Evening had settled
and no clouds in the sky,
as the wind made a pass
and left little a sign.

As if summer had spoken and
broke the silence wth rain
in a sweet chapter of life
where memories replay.

Calculate the moments and multiply times three,
one for the memories another for the dreams and
the third for the the love that is equal to eternity.


Beyond the earthly barriers to the heavens high,
I feel the magic of love that cannot be denied.

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