Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, June 16, 2025

Sweetest Daydream

 The rain keeps falling,

the stream swells out of its bank, 

summer soon approaching and 

those dark clouds have yet to pass.


The day of celebration is over

but the joy still remains, 

as I go about daydreaming

as the month races away.


My thoughts are scattered

as scattered as they can be, 

but I no longer need to run

I am happy being me. 


~

I have said my share of goodbye's

there were more than I would have liked, 

some are temporary and others last for life

but it's in your absence that never feels quite right.


Call it a chapter in this story we call life,

heaven and hell scripted, cut like a knife. 

Pages upon pages that I try to rewrite 

but the journey moves forward whether 

wrong or right.


~

One thing is certain and this I will say, 

I'm never alone as you're with me in away.

I feel you in my heart it warms my spirit so, 

soul and soul together is how we never let go.


I thought it might be magic or a mystery of sort,

the way we came together and wanted for more.

I can only tell you what it has done to me,

as I found the way to dance in and out of my dreams.


~~

To the wind my kisses,

to the mountains my soul, 

to soar above the heavens

to the one I so adore.


When I find I'm in the eye of a storm,

I race to your memory to find my norm.

Peaceful and quiet a warmth comes over me

as I go about living in the sweetest daydream.







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