Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Saturday, February 25, 2017

My Heart In Song

I hear the song when no one is singing,
it must be my heart that is in song.
I see the steps when no one is dancing,
it must be the dreams that placed you in
my arms.

I feel the closeness when distance parts us,
it must be the magic of the heavenly stars.
I know what few will ever know,
for I have witnessed you and your charm.

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