Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Friday, April 02, 2021

All

 








Taste the salt

feel the waves, 

that's my flesh 

and that's your all. 


Hear the sounds

like falling rain ,

that's the joy 

love gave. 


Sing sweet melody with 

words out of a dream,

casting you and I the lead

that is what I see.


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