Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, March 05, 2009

Everyday of the year

The endless combination, soul released, heaven inspired, dreams.
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I woke up this morning feeling like I was in the middle of a James Brown song. Sings, shouts, dances in silliness around the kitchen... 

Wo! I feel good, I knew that I would now 
I feel good, I knew that I wouldn't of 
So good, so good, I got you 

Wo! I feel nice, like sugar and spice 
I feel nice, like sugar and spice 
So nice, so nice, I got you 

When I hold you in my arms 
I know that I can do no wrong 
and when I hold you in my arms 
My love won't do you no harm 

and I feel nice, like sugar and spice 
I feel nice, like sugar and spice 
So nice, so nice, I got you 



                   

 Just outside my window, the little bird stopped to sing, whistling good morning, she put a smile on me. The day bright as the sun came shining through and here is where I wake up to spend some time with you. 


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Idle the body and restless the soul
as the heart searches for your love to hold.
From the earth to the heavens, celestial sky,
from universe to universe, till the ends of time. 

 
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Man made sin, God made love.
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Etched on the heart, fused to the soul, 
forever and ever my love shall you hold. 





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