Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

My First and Last Dream

Sings> My love, you must know,
I need you so and I’m not planning
to ever let a love like ours go
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The magic is in the sharing a walk
along the bay, skipping stones and
watching the sun fade away.
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Holding you close, my fingers through
your hair and making of a memory to
last through all of our years.
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When days of sadness settle at my
backdoor, I think of you my love
and our forevermore.
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A smile on my face explains what you
mean to me, my darling, my happiness
my first and last dream.

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