Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, September 01, 2016

Memory

I am taking on a dream,
conjuring up skies of blue
walking on a wish to
be there next to you.

Humming a song
lyrics don't mean a thing
for nothing need be written
all is secured to memory.

I can feel the magic
and the warmth of your love,
as if we were truly meeting on
those puffy clouds above.


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