Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, March 06, 2008

I love you

When all that you can see is the darkness in the night, then again close your eyes, for I am with you through till the eve meets with the morning light.. When silence plays a silly game and nothing do you hear, listen very closely as the whispers of love fill the air. When distance writes the chapter and places mountains in the way, open up your heart and and I'll be right there to stay.

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