Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, March 06, 2023

Rhyme

 The full moon leads the way

through another passing day, 

as I gaze up at the night stars 

I realized how we drifted afar. 


Like a chapter in a book

every page has been turned,

I wondered is this a beginning

or just the lead to an end.


Closing my eyes to sleep 

brings dream filled memories,

surreal as they can be 

they complete the feelings in me.


It is not that I fear

what we have not yet shared.

my worries are based on time

it's like running out of rhyme.





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