Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Wednesday, May 02, 2007

It is not a sun singular for when it rises high above the mountains, it reflects love at a distance and when the moon replaces it with a blanket of darkness, know this.... that we have met higher then any stars in the sky and are closer then any drop of rain that feeds the river. For all of life that lay in emptiness, my heart overflows with the joy of your love that has seeded deep inside and surfaces to blooms in the most as spectacular display of affection.

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Hold captive my heart ..... and free my soul.

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