Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Saturday, December 01, 2018

Da, da, da






The well ran dry
and the fire place cold,
so I took to the heavens
to feel your warm hold.

My eyes are closed
and my heart can see,
your hand in mine
in the ocean breeze.

Da, da da to the moment
and da, da, da to the day,
da, da,da to the dreams
that bring you my way.

The birds migrated and
the dogs all sleeping in
as the rain and snow
once more begin.

Winter is upon us
that much I know,
so I close my eyes
and watch our love grow.

Da, da , da to the moment
and da, da, da to the day, 
da, da, da to the dreams 
that bring you my way.

The silence is haunting
the darkness places a claim
as the clouds overhead 
decided to remain.

This is the magic and
mystery of love , 
when souls soar and
embrace out of love.

Da, da , da to the moment
and da, da, da to the day, 
da, da, da to the dreams 
that bring you my way.

You have to meet the challenge
and rewrite the wrongs, 
capture the joy in a simple
love song.

Take my hand 
as my heart is yours 
and dance on the clouds 
like never before.

Da, da , da to the moment
and da, da, da to the day, 
da, da, da to the dreams 
that bring you my way.










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