Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, July 01, 2010

Sweet Days Of Summer

Sweet days of summer and I am caught up in a dream , lost in the most and wondering just what it all means. Sometimes I am sitting high up on the clouds and I know that you are beside as we are looking down. No rivers betweens us, no mountains reaching to the sky as nothing can stop the love of you and . We are the moment, we are the dreams we have yet to dream, we are the song, that only a heart can sing. We are the love that shines down from the blue, we are the happiness from the day my soul met up with you.

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