Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Wednesday, November 16, 2022

My Love

 I don't think this heart of mine is ticking, 

I feel like the stillness that stole the night. 

I've said my goodbyes once to many times

and let the void borrow deep in my mind. 


The challenges of life are many 

time as they say" is passing way to fast"

I shouted out in the night 

in hopes that you just might hear 

the call to you, my love. 





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