Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

La da da dee dum

La da da dee dum
don't need the words,
La da da de dum
I don't care.

I find myself singing
as my heart goes on believing,
I find myself singing
you here.

La da da dee dum
don't need the words,
La da da de dum
I don't care.

I can go on dreaming
both day and night,
reaching out to you
make it all alright.

La da da dee dum
don't need the words,
La da da de dum
I don't care.

Sharing in my moment,
wishing you were here,
I find myself giggling
as images appear.


La da da dee dum
don't need the words,
La da da de dum
I don't care.

~

No challenge to where you are,
I am hopping on the next sky lit star,
that is how happiness gets a start
fly freeing with just the soul and heart.

It doesn't cost anything,
to close my eyes and dream.
I dream you here with me
its my first morning thing.

I feel a certain amount of peace,
like a strawberry creme brulee treat.
Sweet enough to tease the sense and
a pleasure that has me on the fence.

I carry the joy through the day
call it the great escape,
puts a smile on my face
each and everyday.

Passion lifts my feet
so much so I can't believe,
you can find me in the clouds
holding on to your love don't
let me fall down.

That is how I spend my day,
you might say I dreaming it away,
thinking of you all the time
that is how I make you mine.

~






The place of magic and dreams,
the thoughts that bring you to me,
from morning and thru my day
I explore different ways.

It use to be the waterfall
as it trickled to the stream and
then it was a  midnight stroll
dreaming you here with me.

In the kitchen I would dance,
visions of love enhanced,
as I partnered with you
in a magic step or two.

The place of magic and dreams,
thoughts that bring you to me.
from my morning and thru my day
I explore in the most unique ways.

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Neither here or there,
I'm caught up in a dream,
wishing and wanting
I could choreograph
the next scene.

I'd make you my partner
and dance the night away,
I'd place us on the clouds
and with the wind sway.

Songs that only lovers sing
from my heart to yours
release the passion with
a gingerly amount of peace.

Neither here or there,
I'm caught up in a dream.
Wishing and wanting
you here with me.

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