Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, November 30, 2006

Night and Day



Night and Day


I can feel your lips kissing, in every midnight dream.
The sound of hearts colliding, a treasure in the breeze.


Honey sweet the memories, my heart and soul devours.
Embrace of every shared moment, rushes into hours.


To love you, to feel you..... everyday. I would walk the
mountains over in search of the highest peak. To feel
the closeness of your love blowing through the trees.


To love you, to feel you.........everyday!

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