Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Friday, May 04, 2012

Recyled Post

When Angels Stopped To Smile...

I can't recall if the sun was shining, or if the day was cast in rain. All I know is that something happened and it just kept getting better everyday. The days became shorter and in the nights I danced to song and I knew that this was more than special, your arms was where I belonged. I asked about the timing, why it did take so long? Why were the roads so winding and the barriers so tall and strong? The wind nipped the spirit, the sun cast away the gray and the angels stopped to smile down on us and to our hearts convey. Compare not to sorrow, let the darkness fade, the reflection from the heavens had chosen to shine on us that day.

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