Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, May 23, 2022

Just a Day

 Complete her sentence

and feel his energy, 

connected by the heavens

both heart and soul. 


One to one 

within the dreams, 

the thoughts consume me,

is it want or is it need?


Different people, different times

conjured up through the rhymes,

the treasures quickly unfold 

more valuable than gold.


Time has passed

with endless song, 

yet silence dwells 

amongst the wrong. 


Not enough to see it through

reveals what it means to you,

foolish, silly just a game

a recording of another day.





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