Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Saturday, February 15, 2020

Interpretation


Our love is eternal,
like silk woven lace
a precious treasure 
as I gaze unto your face.

Graceful and beautiful
a comfort indeed,
when you took my hand
and traveled with me.

I can't explain it
though I dare to try
how you entered my heart
and found your place inside.

Interpretation varies
but this much is true, 
a long time ago 
I fell in love with you.



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