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 04, 2012
Ploaie
Dancing between the drops of falling rain,
sunshine and blue skies are just a thought away.
The pitter patter lulls the resltess mind to sleep,
but the heart stays awake to daydream you next to me.
I can feel the moment when your lips were next to
mine, life's little pleasures that still make me sigh.
From the moment you took my hand to say and
whispered words of love, I felt the magic that the
heavens sent from above.
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