Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Saturday, February 25, 2023

Embraces In A dance

 Just a dream or a thought

and a memory or naught, 

from the moment I wake

the day makes a play. 


Skies are a baby blue and

they make me think of you,

as I tightly close my eyes  

you take over my mind. 


Embraces in a dance 

was this moment by chance,

that we might accidently meet 

and you'd sweep me off my feet.



 



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