Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams
Showing posts with label Must be love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Must be love. Show all posts

Thursday, May 29, 2008

You and I

It wasn't that I was looking, or that it was some big surprise, flowers all seemed to be blooming paired by two in the garden under the bluest of sky. I saw the ducks nested, the robins in the tree and in the hills I saw a reflection, I was sure it was you and me. I thought I must be mistaken, how could this imagery be, but than I felt your love flow from the deepest part of me.