Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Friday, March 17, 2017

My Everyday Morning

It might be a daydream
though the clarity is so ,
I'm afraid to open my eyes
in fear of letting you go.

The touch of hearts and
the meeting of souls
calms my spirit in a
story to be told.
I broke through the darkness
left the gray and cold behind
as I gazed unto the heavens
and felt the warmth of sunshine.

Stepping outside the perimeters
built on the trials of yesterday,
I found a trace of happiness
in a dream that love creates.

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