Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, May 12, 2008

There's no tears of sorrow, no sadness peaks today,
all that surfaces is the magic that sends your love my way.
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There's no heartache, no melancholy gray, you warmed
my heart and taught it to sing the blues away.
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There's no more emptiness, no loneliness resides, I have
the love of you all day and night.
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There's no brick and mortar walls, the trees of the mountains
they seem to tumble and fall and taking flight like a hawk in
the air, our soals are soaring and there's no compare.
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There's no tears of sorrow, no sadness peaks today,
all that surfaces ithe magic that sends your love my way.

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Put your head on my shoulder
and dance the night away.
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