Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, August 10, 2017

...they call it love.

Go on say it and
yell it out loud,
tell it to the world
and tell it to the crowds.

Whisper to the stars
and whisper to the moon,
whispers of love that
would make anyone swoon.

~
Blah, blah , blah ...I love you.
Blah , blah , blah ...it's true
Blah ,blah, blah...I love you.


~


Watching the moon
outside my window,
as it finds its way
through the clouds.

Moonbeams of light
guide me to you,
on a path of love
under the heavens blue.

The smile founds its way
as I envisioned me with you
and felt your arms around me
in a way that lovers do.

Watching the moon
outside my window,
as it finds its way
through the clouds.
~

You can't fake love
as your love has a hold on me,
from that very first hello
I woke up in a sweet dream.

You can't stop the heart from feeling
it has a mind of its own,
from that very first hello
the love continued to grow.

~
Somethings are special
and magical as can be,
if you think about it
you are right here with me.

Here in my heart
from day one,
next to my soul
bonded by love.

Somethings are special
and magical as can be,
if you think about it
you are right here with me.



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