Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Tuesday, March 19, 2019

Ballroom Indeed

I'm never alone or without you,
you are close as my every dream
from the moment I close my eyes
my heart is given the gift to see.

Working or doing the dishes
the kitchen a ballroom indeed,
as I go about passionately dancing
my wants meet up with my needs.

Everyday is something special
a certain  je ne sais quoi quality,
like the stars in the heavens
your love shines down on me.

Rainbows arch the blue
to unite your soul to mine,
spiritually embraced love
crosses all elements of place
and time.

I'm never alone or without you,
you are close as my every dream
from the moment I close my eyes
my heart is given the gift to see.



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