Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Tuesday, June 06, 2023

Walk Me Through This Dream

 If I could change the outcome of life, 

I'd rewrite the chapters and make it all right.

From that very first hello I would have never let you go

I'd held on with all my might never loosing grip of the night. 


All I have left are memories to simply comfort me, 

they come with a sort of peace that brings me to my knees.

Begging time to be a little more kind, like a well written rhyme,

where you take the lead and walk me through this dream.


The truth is in the heart, it was there from the start,

that love could be so fine, better than the finest of wine. 

That is why I don't let go of what I have always known, 

the magic that I feel as the incredible ability to heal. 


Touched my soul in such away, bringing sunshine to my day,

when only darkness availed your love acted like a shield. 

I can't really say except that you've gotten me through the day,

where I can hold on to our unsung love song. 


So, I ask you once more not knowing what's in store,

to hold my hand like you held my heart, 

when the day is passing by and there is so little of time, 

remember what we have and give the destiny the last laugh.


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To let you go is to live in death. 


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Time reveals all that will be... 

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The sunshine of your dreams.


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Angels weeping from high above, 

as they look down on this broken love, 

what should be and what we can't reveal, 

is the walk-through life from the lonely hill. 


Sorrow and grief set out a plan,

but the love between us still stands.

when rain falls on a hot summer day 

it washes away the sadness that remains. 


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What does the future hold, 

weighted down by faux gold, 

the reasons are not very clear

I stopped counted the passing 

of another year.


Take the day for all of its worth

leads me to the simplicity of earth.

When nothing makes a bit of sense,

I close my eyes and allows the dreams 

to birth.