Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, August 29, 2019

Love


There is a stillness to the moment
with no movement in the trees
and the silence took on over 
until your heart spoke out to me.

The quality was dream like
surreal as it could be,
I reached into the air and
felt you reaching back to me.
No mountains to climb
nor rivers wide and deep,
nothing can separate
your love from me.

Like the clouds in the heaven's
and the stars sparkling above
I have everything as long as I
have your love.

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