Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Sunday, June 29, 2025

Remain

The lights are lit,

the music played 

and there I dance

in the rain. 


I reached on out in the night

my hand in your hand tight, 

feel the love sweet from within 

bridges the miles that distance pinned.


Maybe I am just a thought

or a chapter that was lost, 

but in my heart you'll remain

and there my love is where you'll stay. 







 Is it growth or is it change 

or time that plays a game? 

Some would say we are 

wiser along the way. 


Rereading the chapters of life

somethings just don't feel right, 

but they all happen just the same

as they go about documenting the day.


~

Silence speaks the loudest, 

there is shouting from inside. 

It is in this place of darkness  

that heartache still resides. 


The day comes with laughter

no memories to toy but 

there in the eve the nightmares

were deployed. 


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