Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, June 25, 2020

Sweet Love

My gift to you is sweet love
and your gift to me your heart,
the moment our souls connected
I knew we would never part.

Like a rainbow after the rain
on a bright lit summer day,
there is a bit of magic
that comes from the rain.

My gift to you is sweet love
and your gift to me your heart,
the moment our souls connected
I knew we would never part.

Fixated on the happiness
that two people can have,
in the bond of a life time
to you I am attached.

My gift to you is sweet love
and your gift to me your heart,
the moment our souls connected
I knew we would never part.

Angel song in the morning,
a melody to soothe the soul,
as the day in time passes
our love tightens it hold.

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