Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams
Showing posts with label Sing With Me. Show all posts
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Sunday, February 06, 2011

Sing with Me

I was outside when I started to sing,
the ground still frozen but I can still dream.
Ice on the mountains and snow everywhere,
but I could still feel your love warm in the air.

I was outside when I started to sing,
imagining your arms gentle around me.
Ocean peaceful and the sky blue and
oh how powerful is my thoughts of you.

I was outside when I started to sing, 
my heart started dancing and my
soul to the breeze.Soaring like the
gulls in flight, with you by my side.