Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams
Showing posts with label the treasure. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the treasure. Show all posts

Friday, August 14, 2015

The Treasure

My heart holds the memories,
I keep close the ones of you,
positive, warm and  loving
where skies are always blue.

This treasure is so powerful
it makes a mountain small
and turns the sea into a puddle
removing all barriers and walls.

It wakes me in the morning
calm with peace and joy
leaving a smile upon my face
inquisitive and coy.

Carries me through the day
when darkness is abode
replaces it with gems of love
that leaves a subtle glow.

The treasure is so amazing,
like the moon that rules the night,
it is there to watch over me
like a kiss from you good night.