Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Wednesday, January 31, 2018

Touch




Gentle, sweet love
cradles heart and soul,
in a passion filled touch
where dreams unfold.

The embrace a pleasure
that I treasure everyday,
when I wake in the morn
to find my arms you lay.

Words of love are written
a smile takes to my face
as I think of you and I
my heart begins to race.

The rain is falling
and the sun shines thru,
as I gaze unto the heavens
reflecting the love of two.

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