Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams
Showing posts with label you and me. Show all posts
Showing posts with label you and me. Show all posts

Friday, November 10, 2017

You and Me.



As much as I don't look forward to winter, there is something magical about the first fallen snowflake. Bitter cold with a blustery wind that sends a chill through the bones and yet as I caught my first winter snowflake I felt the excitement of the introduction to a new season.


Take me in your arms 
warm this heart of mine, 
in a special celebration 
that acknowledges time.

From the moment we met
and you knew just as I 
that we were meant to be
like a love sick rhyme. 

The snow is falling 
white blankets the night 
and as I think of you my love
I fill with such delight.

There is something unique 
it can be seen in everything.
the treasure quite magical 
 has a little bit of you and me.

Thursday, May 22, 2008

you and me

I hold you close as close can be, 

here in my heart from the start. 

I wondered if you thought of me

or if I was just a simple passing?


I Think of you all the time,

as you are always on my mine, 

from that first hello, I just couldn't 

let go. 



Saturday, December 29, 2007

Painting those skies of gray....

Dreams consciously or subconsciously tickle the heart, unite souls and tease the mind. Imagine for one moment that anything was possible and with a simple closing of the eyes, you could enter a world separate from anything you have ever known. In this special place kindred spirits unite and there is no question to the capabilities of the mind. Some might say this fantasy or escape from reality interferes with what is. We go to sleep to rest our body, we dream to rest our mind.


The Vision is Clear

When lips are still as the night and yet your heart hears my plight. To love you near and far underneath the brightest stars, as we dance through the night.
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Darkness plays its silly games and shadows on the wall a fire make, the vision is clear that the flame burning here will remain soul to soul beyond this life.
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Pearls on the dresser lay, atop of doilies hand crocheted, delicate and old the memories retold, of how we repainted skies of gray.
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I love you is a combination of words, I want you is something the heart spurred, but this you will know that life it comes and goes, but my love for you has a powerful and everlasting glow.
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The stories unfold and each one in my heart I hold, tender this embrace held in an uncommon place, as that's what they say when angels come to play and bring to life a vision so wonderful and filled with delight.
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You could search your whole life to find, but this magic is stronger then the mind, for no matter where you are, all you need is just one star and you'll find I'm always waiting there for you, and you find ....always , always find, that I am waiting there for you.
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I might stroll through life, and that can be awfully nice, but in my dreams running is the theme as I'm running as fast as I can to you!!!!!

Wednesday, August 01, 2007

If You Dare

The magic of recreating a moment in play,
the feel to the heart each night and the day



Before


Before the sun found its place in the sky,
or even knew how to shine, I saw a reflection
so bright and clear, it was written with the
words I love you dear.

Before the birds started to sing, I still
heard the sound of a symphony, played
on the strings of my heart, it had the
makings of love from the start.

Before you open up your eyes , I sent for
you a big surprise, all my love in the
morning breeze, just waiting to give
you a great big squeeze
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Words ....the endless combination of the
magic of love.

If you dare

If you dare to look in the morning you’ll see,
the beautiful image of you and me.

Cast on the mountain top high, reaching up
to the blue sky.

Hearts of marshmallow, mushy and soft
placed on the clouds, created their only
loft.

Next to you morning and night, nothing
can’t separate, we are molded tight.

The world moving mighty fast, stopped
for a moment and one last laugh,

Nothing can separate the trees from the
hill, nor erase the love that I feel.

If you dare to look in the morning you’ll see,
the beautiful image of you and me.