Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Friday, January 11, 2019

Princess Party Blue


Everyday just another day
until I found you,
every song just a bunch of words
until you sang them too.

Every view filled with darkness
until you brought sunlight,
every dream just a waste of time
until you touched my heart.

Every moment just a passing
until I placed them on review,
every smile that I have is
from the time I share with you.

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I held my hand up to the darkness
and felt your love reaching back,
you filled my heart with a gladness
with your own special knack.

The struggles diminished
and I saw something new,
for my skies were no longer gray,
they were a princess party blue.

I laughed and I giggled
despite the years of heartache,
because I knew at that moment
my sweet reward was not fake.

I held my hand up to the darkness
and felt your love reaching back,
you filled my heart with a gladness
with your own special knack.

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