Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, March 03, 2008

Nothing is Ordinary about a day shared with you


The hollow doesn't shout out images of your love,
it reflects the beauty of your love through all
the seasons of life.
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The stream races over the rock to meet with the river,
to bring to you all my love.
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Closing my eyes and allowing my spirit to embrace in the heavens.
Softly sings, whimsically dances, stumbles into your arms,
smiles, dreams and falls in love.
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The words of love are an introduction,
your touch seals each moment.
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When possessions becoming meaningless,
the treasure of love is exposed.
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I want to sing and dance in a forever embrace.

1 comment:

Mark said...

I truly enjoy your writing!