Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Friday, September 22, 2017

Whisper

I whispered " I love you"
in hopes that you could hear,
like the stars outside your window
my heart was there to share.

I repeated in the darkness
to break the silence at hand
speaking with words of love
my soul now in command.

Scripted to the heavens
and joyous as one can be,
I thought of that first moment
when you stopped and said
hello to me.

Brightens like the sunrise,
comforts like a dream and
when all's said and done
you taught my heart to sing.


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