If only I could touch your hands <br />Maybe you will rightly understand <br />Your own final destined place <br />And how I desire to touch your face <br />This is undoubtedly a picture of love <br />With your pink lips curled like a curve <br /> <br />Dust is to dust <br />As rust is to rust <br />Dust is to dust <br />As lust is lust <br /> <br />And I have found myself completely lost <br />Lost in an imaginary beautiful picture <br />Ready for you my love at any cost <br />I perceive this as a destined fixture <br /> <br />Trust is a must <br />As mistrust is disgust <br />Dust is to dust <br />And love is to trust <br />So let us adjust <br />Before the month of August <br /> <br />And I have found an entry <br />To your heart by pure chemistry <br />Your picture is the one of the century <br />And I will embark on this journey <br /> <br />A journey of curiosity <br />A journey of animosity <br />Because a picture is like a beautiful song <br />You can stare as you would listen to it all day long <br /> <br />Copyright 2007 - Sylvia Chidi<br /><br />Sylvia Chidi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/picture-of-love/
