Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, August 03, 2020

This Dance is Mine


We danced in the kitchen my darling
and we took to the clouds above, 
we held each other thru the darkness
and spun around in complete love. 

We heard the music of great singers
and the voice of angels too, 
it seemed as if they all were directed
to write about my love for you. 

We danced in the kitchen my darling
and we took to the clouds above,
we held each other thru the darkness
and spun around in complete love. 

We made sunshine out of raindrops
and blue skies that were typically grey, 
like painting our own canvas 
we sprinkled love along the way. 

We danced in the kitchen my darling
and we took to the clouds above, 
we held each other thru the darkness
and spun around in complete love. 



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