Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Saturday, November 05, 2022

Part of Me

 They say lost love heals with time

or fades like a past memory or rhyme, 

I found neither to ever be true 

as I feel that same love for you.


You touched that part of me

allowing my soul to soar free, 

to forget would be a painful loss

that kind of love can never be tossed.


I hold it in my heart 

so that you and I will never part,

more than a simple memory

you became a true part of me. 

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