Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, October 16, 2017

Sweet Love

I wake early up in the morning,
with you the first thing on my mind,
wondering how your day went and
If I ever crossed your mind.

I wake up early in the morning
and the dark sky is not yet blue,
the weather a little bit cooler
as another season marches through.

Snuggling underneath the blankets
you are here via the heart and mind
as I think of you my sweet love
I cherish this golden moment of time.

Running without moving my feet
chasing those darn dreams of mine,
as time races through our life 
I find our souls are tightly entwined.

Taking my place up on the clouds
I find you are always there for me,
like a dream cast by the angels
I wake with a smile appearing.

I wake early up in the morning,
with you the first thing on my mind,
wondering how your day went and
If I ever crossed your mind.

I wake up early in the morning
and the dark sky is not yet blue,
the weather a little bit cooler
as another season marches through.
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