Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Friday, October 30, 2009

What is in a song?

Holds eyes closed tightly and whispers words of love. The song sung in my heart is by my souls desire and is filled with love, happiness, memories, dreams and the magic that bridges the miles to place you in my arms.

1 comment:

Margie said...

Lovely sentiment Rachel ...