Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Tuesday, January 10, 2006

Lilacs


Lilacs
Those tiny cluster of flowers a lifetime do they hold , their fragrance enraptures beyond the surface to waken the very soul. My eyes widen and laughter did I hear as depleted was the sadness, the heart had persevered.

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