Pictorial Prose dances to the rhythm of the soul and the magic of nature. Each day is a journey through life and with it a view of the wonder and joy of the heart and mind with an explosion of passion and desire.
The opposite of to live is to ...
Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams
Sunday, September 30, 2012
Graced with blue skies,
awakens from the dream,
rivers and mountains and
the sweetest memories.
Traveling the down road
with wind against my cheek,
in control of the moment
your right there next to me.
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