Pictorial Prose dances to the rhythm of the soul and the magic of nature. Each day is a journey through life and with it a view of the wonder and joy of the heart and mind with an explosion of passion and desire.
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Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams
Monday, February 16, 2009
Good Night My Love
These tears a little different not of sadness do they fall,
from cheek to heart and heart to soul, with your love I have it all.
1 comment:
Cool, love the sequence.
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