Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, July 29, 2010

Soft whispers of the heart


Mother earth can champion with time to erode
 everything upon the earth, except love!
~

Time has taught me that I cannot be responsible for the thoughts and
 actions of others and therefore on this journey it is my heart that
speaks in volume through the actions of my very own soul.

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My heart is guilty of loving you and yet there is a quality
of innocence to my restless soul.
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