Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Friday, June 12, 2020

Sweet Surrender

How is it that I'm running
but my feet are standing still?
I'm reaching for the heavens
to acknowledge this love is real.

I've challenged the blue sky,
the mountains, rivers and seas,
to bring you ever closer
like a warm summer breeze.

Loving you is my sweet surrender,
imagining myself within your arms.
I feel what others can only imagine,
as I embrace the love within my heart.






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