Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Wednesday, March 12, 2025

Absence

There is a song yet to sing

and a story still not told  , 

in this dance between two

more precious than gold. 


Captures the moment

in a unbreakable spell, 

that drew me to you 

and away from hell. 


Freeing the soul

unleashing the hold, 

to soar the heavens

where true love unfolds.


Silent whispers 

from my heart to yours

need not be spoken

but beg for more. 


One more moment

and one more day, 

is all that I ask for 

as time leads the way.


I might not have seen it

or just refused to look, 

but the words were in front of me

like a well written book. 


It was based on need 

and want and desire

that I closed my eyes

as my heart felt the fire. 


Tears had fallen 

as I looked away, 

refraining from the absence 

that wedged its way. 




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