Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Tuesday, February 19, 2019

Unlimited Combinations Of Love



Run your fingers through my hair and
I'll hold you close and whispers share,
in a rare meeting of true kindred souls
the magic of love is to behold.

Place your sweet lips to mine
imagine you're in a unwritten rhyme,
where two hearts join as one
like the clashing of clouds above.







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