Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, November 14, 2022

With Me

 Like the sun you warm my heart

close the distance from a far, 

when I think of you a smile appears

as if our souls connected really are

bonded dear. 


Like the water rushes the rock 

your love created a spark, 

from the moment I felt you here

I knew that you really did care.


I held onto the magic sweet

the way you lift me off my feet,

I refuse to let you go, 

every thought is like a first snow.


It might be the child in me

who still believes in dreams, 

as I close my eyes to sleep

I take with me your memories.


 


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