Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Tuesday, April 21, 2020

zillion

How many ways
can the words be arranged?
How many ways
can I say " I love you?"

Infinite as can be
maybe a zillion times three,
the combinations are endless
as I share what makes you and I
a we.

The words tell a story,
of two souls together and yet apart,
distanced by the flesh
but as close as the heart.

Every second in a moment,
each moment of a hour,
from a day to a week
with your love I am showered.

Take me to your heart,
I've take you to mine,
hold me forever
like a endless lovers rhyme.







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