Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Tuesday, December 12, 2017

Sweet Embrace

I wanna wake up
to the morning sun
and feel the warmth
of your sweet embrace.

I wanna whisper
words of love
as we kiss you and
I face to face.

I wanna wake up
to the morning sun
and feel the warmth
of your sweet embrace.

Music that flows
from the heart,
to the words only
the soul would know.

I wanna wake up
to the morning sun
and feel the warmth
of your sweet embrace.

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