Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, April 19, 2010

Because I do not choose to waddle in the negativity
does not represent denial, the strength is gained by
the power of love and it is through love that the
path indeed becomes clearer.
~

The dagger pierces from many aside where sorrow and fear on the waves ride high. Threats and turmoil, silly old fool, for nothing can break on my heart loves hold. Charmed by the images tender and sweet with my eyes closes a wondrous treat. Fingers to lips, tracing the smile of the dreams of love of a kiss that can wow. Magical, mysterious beautiful indeed to wake in the morning to a lovers creed. No separation, through the heart you will see, the conquest is love and it brought you to me.

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