Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, December 13, 2021

Heart of Mine

 I closed my eyes 

and crossed my arms, 

one more time to feel

you here with me. 


The Kitchen Dance

has never been the same 

as the first time I felt

you in my dreams.


Softly humming 

wordless sounds of love 

calming this weathered

heart of mine.




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