Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, January 07, 2008

Magical



There is something magical about the rain...
runs, jumps, splashes and pulls you close
and passionately kisses you.

I welcome the darkness , a magical time of night, when all I need to do is close my eyes and I am given the miracle of sight. Clearer then the shadows cast upon the wall is the mystery of love and how it came to call. It reached from the depth of the deepest sea and crossed the many mountains to bring your love to me.

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