Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Friday, September 11, 2020

Your Love

 The sun , stars and the moon above

compare not to this heaven called love.

Coming together and joining as one

the pleasure of sweet my soul succumbs.


I treasure the moments so many or few

that took over my life with many a hue. 

Fields of green and skies of blue

painted the canvas where your love

shines thru.  


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