Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, May 18, 2020

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The more of your love,
the brighter the sun
and the bluer the sky
with you in my life.

The more we share
and the more I know,
like a rambling rose
this love of ours grows.

Heirloom roses
with a scent so sweet,
cast a reminder
of what you mean to me.

The more of your love,
the brighter the sun
and the bluer the sky
with you in my life.




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