Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Saturday, June 28, 2008

I Speak of Love

I speak of a love that transcends beyond all earthly time for when the angels call my name I'll leave behind the words, that link beyond all heart, soul and mind.
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I sing of love, on heart strings played, the song written to describe, the moment you took my hand and dried my teary eyes.
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I whispered in the hollow and the whispers echoed back, you have tasted love my dear and the favor, sweet can never be given back.
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