Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Sunday, September 29, 2019

Awakens in a Dream

Our souls join as one,
somewhere between the heavens and earth.

If not by the grace of the Lord,
but by our own hearts.









I held the pillow
and squeezed it tight,
and through the darkness
I was given sight.

I saw the image
a silhouette in time
two hearts, two souls
but one outline.

The mountains would fade
as the rivers run dry
while the heavenly winds 
bring you to my side.

Capture the moment 
and hold it still
your lips to mine and 
your heart I'd feel.


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