Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Saturday, February 15, 2025

Sings ..Loving you

 There is nothing I would do

 or  I could do to stop from loving you.

Like a song of old or one of gold,

the music takes a hold.


My mind drifts a far up to the stars

but there you remain in my heart.

There is nothing I would do or

I could to stop from loving you.



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