Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Sunday, October 13, 2019

One Set Of Stars


When I need you
I know that you are not far,
as I gaze upon the heavens,
knowing there is only one set of stars.

You're the sun that greets me each morning,
the wind that awakened my soul
with  a touch of happiness
that never grows old.

When I need you 
I know that you are not far, 
as I gaze upon the heavens,
knowing there is only one set of stars.

I can hear the whispers
of those sweet nothings you tell,
the words of love
make my heart swell.

When I need you 
I know that you are not far, 
as I gaze upon the heavens,
knowing there is only one set of stars.

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