Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Wednesday, November 09, 2016

...your love.

The power of your love
and the magic of a dream,
touches my heart as if
it were the first of spring.

The warmth of the moment
as sweet music fills the air
reminds me of the tenderness
that only lovers share.

From the first of morning
till I close my eyes at night,
it's only you my love
that brings a smile of delight.

The power of your love
and the magic of a dream
touches my heart as if
it were the first of spring.



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