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.
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Indulging my most lucid daydreams
Thursday, December 20, 2012
I was there Next To You
The stars are a little brighter,
the sky much more blue
and my dreams are so vivid
as I can clearly see you.
The days are so much longer,
the nights they drag on to,
when I find myself wishing,
I was there next to you.
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