Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, December 04, 2008

When the wind...

When the wind brushed up against my soul and your love suddenly took a hold. Something happened from deep inside. My heart began to beat erratically, my soul to dance ecstatically at just the thought of you. Day by day the joy overflowed, you touched my spirit and you wouldn't let it go. When the wind brushed up against my soul and your love suddenly took a hold, that when I knew I fell for you...

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