Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Saturday, June 30, 2018

Touching With The Heart

Waking to song,
a melody of sweet,
sung in the heart
a loving memory.

I can feel the love
dreams of you and I,
as we tenderly embrace
throughout time.

If I could make it so
in your arms I'd be
sharing the world
as it wasn't meant to be.

Waking to song,
a melody of sweet,
sung in the heart
a loving memory.







Reaching to the sky,
touching with the heart,
embracing the morn as
I think of you.

Perfect in everyway
as I start each day,
celebrating the truth
of my love for you.

My eyes tightly closed
so my heart may see
the silhouette of  you
dancing close to me.

I could spend the day
as out the window I gaze,
looking at the blue and
feeling me next to you.

Pleasures of sweet
to the memory a treat,
as I feel the love
showered from above.

Take me in your arms
don't ever let me go,
feeling your heart beat
as I dream here alone.

Reaching to the sky,
touching with the heart,
embracing the morn as
I think of you.







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