Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Here is my Heart

I let the darkness blanket the dawn and the chill of life to rob me of our most treasured song. I rolled on over and I accepted the dream, life is as it should be, wonderful and free. Feeling a little crazy, nothing to do but smile, as I welcomed your love across the many miles. The curtains disappeared and the sunlight came shining through and I knew at that moment, I was interlocked soul to soul with you.
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I have your love and the dream and you
have my heart and the proverbial key.
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Wake up darling, here's your morning kiss,
wake up darling you don't want to miss,
all the love I'm sending your way.
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Here Is My Heart
Here is my heart, I give to you my heart,
Here are my dreams, I give to you my dreams.
Here is my love, for you have gently cultivated,
nurtured , fed and patiently allowed it to grow
and entwine our souls in an everlasting embrace.
Here is my heart, I give to you my heart
Here are my dreams, I give to you my dreams.
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To thine ownself be true can be a lot harder than it sounds... but not impossible.
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Alone we are but one spirit desperate to find our barring,
together we are twine that strengthens and is unbreakable.
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2 comments:

Mark said...

Outstanding! You are a wizard with the prose of love.

Rachel C Miller said...

It is an obsession to document my love, in doing so validates my dreams and desires,as well as my emotions which are natural reaction to loving and beloved.