Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Saturday, December 02, 2017

I Love You ..






I saw you in the darkness
and I soon began to fear, 
I would open up my eyes
and you would disappear. 

Something about the evening
and something in the air, 
as I felt your fingers running
through my hair. 

I quivered at the gesture
gasped at the thought, 
that your mere presence 
was all I had sought. 

I want you so badly
believing that you care,
I wanted you to hold me
that I dreamt you here.



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