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 ...
Sunday, January 12, 2014
Orchid Bloom
An orchid bloom will wither
and only memories will stay,
unlike the treasure of your
love that is with me to this
day.
I can see your love in the
early morn and midnight
skies, it is always around
me like a flittering butterfly.
Acceptance is the only rule
that need be applied, as the
gift of love placed you
forever by my side.
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