Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, August 10, 2017

Magic

The night into day
seems like magic
as the stars in the
sky fade away.

I start my morning
like I usually do
as I wake up from
my dreams of you.

This is our love
as love would have it,
conquers the distance
with memories.

All I have to do
my sweet darling
is close my eyes and
I'm there with  you.

Songbirds are singing,
the joyous sound fills the air
love is what you'll hear through
the heart a gratitude in prayer.

The night into day
seems like magic
as the stars in the
sky fade away.

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