Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, January 19, 2009

Where there is great love... there is passion.

The passion was released from the depth of my soul, at the thought of not ever having your love to hold. First it was tears and than it was sadness and than I dug deep through the days of madness. This love so grand, wonderful as can be, filled with magic and my daily plea. Feel the impact, one moment for life, the bonding of souls that gave meaning to life. It burst through the heart with memories of glee and stories of love written for you and for me. I embraced like the sky to the mountains of high, remembering what it felt to have you torn from my mind. Closing my eyes it rid all of despair and replaced it with images of love without fear. One dance in the darkness to the beat of your heart, ignited a love with one little spark. It raged like a wildfire, from heart to heart, to the sounds of a drum and the ping of a harp. No longer two souls in the heavens above, behold this rare glimpse of the union of love.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I love you so much!