Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Sunday, January 12, 2020

Life

I quivered at the thought
with shivers down my spine,
feeling your arms around me
till the end of time.

I closed my eyes
and envisioned you here,
your lips to mine
like a line out of Shakespeare.

The words are meaningless
until love infused,
with the dusting of happiness
and a sky of blue.

As the night aproaches
I hold my pillow tight,
grateful that you're here
in my heart for life.


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