Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Tuesday, May 20, 2025

Miles

 I promised myself I would write

document the meaning of love, 

from the very first hello , 

the words from my heart came.


It's not of a fairytale making

maybe my imagination gone wild,

but the emotions run deeply 

in this most unusual style. 


Streams run into the river

and the river to the ocean mouth, 

like the love I have for you 

crosses over the many miles. 


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