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 ...
Thursday, October 11, 2012
Lost in the Moment
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I once thought someone else wrote the script and than I realized that it's all in the interpretation.
If I could hold still the hands of time, I'd choose to be in your arms as I am in your heart.
There are many winters,
no matter the weather forecast.
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The river flows between us
and the mountains build a wall,
still nothing can keep apart the
the love within our hearts.
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When the heart and soul and mind
are on the same page, we unlock all possibilities.
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Just a thought away... that makes you really close.
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The words disappeared and the moment could not be repeated, but one thing never changes and that is my love for you.
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Your lips,
your hands,
your embrace,
your love,
our dreams.
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If my pillow could talk, it would be a wild west moment.
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Somethings are worth the wait...
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What really matters is not what we possess, but what we share... shared thoughts, dreams and love.
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Closing my eyes and opening my heart always reveals the presence of your love.
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The reflection speaks volumes for the image and voice is of our own soul.
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Each time I reached into the darkness,
I felt your hand reaching back.
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