Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Sunday, July 17, 2016

Sunrise

No words between us
nor songs in the air
in the deep of silence
two hearts stop to
share.


Eyes tightly closed
and yet I can see
as I feel your arms
gently holding me.


There is a simple magic
and a joy from the start,
when you opened the
door to my heart.


~

My head upon your chest,
your heart a lullaby as
I listen to each beat
and watch the sunrise.

This might be heaven
or a trick of the mind,
as I close my eyes and
feel you by myside.

My head upon your chest,
your heart a lullaby as
I listen to each beat
and watch the sunrise.


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