Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

...unimaginable

The thought of losing something as magical as love, scattered all my thoughts to the heavens up above. Hunger is not a feeling that waits to be fed, but the remaining passion when all has been said.

I crave to feel your body and to devour each moment of the day and process all the emotions as a new memory is made. The embrace is eternal, there is no letting go, for you are in my heart and like the river rises above its banks your love will surely flow.

The night surrounds with a darkness to the eye, but it's the window of the soul that gives a view to the mind. The rain gently falling creates music to the ear and it brings with it a magic that makes your soul apppear.
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We cannot possess nor chain the spirit of the soul,
only retain the magic as our hearts the love will spool.
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