Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Friday, April 28, 2017


Once upon a dream...

Passage of time...


The soul dances to the song of the heart.

No tears...


Just a moment of pleasure
a sweet kiss from your lips
and embrace with our love
entitlement of bliss.

Collision of two souls
woven gently into one,
your heart and mine
in this expression of love.

No tears to weep
only smiles to share,
while holding your hand
to reveal that we care.

One cannot duplicate that which touches
the heart and causes the soul to soar.


It was like morning breeze
that touched my cheek...your love.


Like a file cabinet in alphabetical order,
except somethings can't be filed away.

Sometimes I'm just tired...


The spring sun,
trees in green,
memories and
a sky so blue.

Mountains high,
river deep ,
bridge of the heart
from you to me.

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