Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Friday, September 27, 2019

Project Paradise



I hold your heart in mine...no other words needed.


When a second feels like forever
and forever feels like a second...love. 

Mirrored souls find comfort in the common. 

Love is found through the gateway to the soul.
~

Forever with the wrong person is painful,
with the right person it is paradise.


I needed you closer
to feel your sweet love,
so I gazed at the heavens
many stars in the one sky above.

I giggled to myself
knew it was your love I felt,
that brought such joy and
happiness to me.

I quivered, a tear fell and love was born.

When the world is heavy and I need solace
my head fits perfectly on your shoulder.













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