Pictorial Prose dances to the rhythm of the soul and the magic of nature. Each day is a journey through life and with it a view of the wonder and joy of the heart and mind with an explosion of passion and desire. The opposite of to live is to ...
Monday, April 02, 2018
Tapestry
I stood alone amongst the trees,
like a forest wide and deep and
gazed unto the heavens where
the script was detailed in dreams.
My fingers traced my lips to
imagine your touch of desire
passionate with every thought
in my heart a blaze of fire.
Two souls had quickly bonded
enmeshed like a golden weave,
woven out of the purest love
formed a tapestry beyond belief.
Incredibly powerful the images
if viewed only by you and I,
as I visualized your sweet love
when your heart embraced mine.
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