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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Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams
Saturday, February 15, 2014
Intimate Desires
Obscure but clearly noted,
distant yet intimately close,
no ending nor beginning an
on going eternal bliss.
Absent yet in my heart,
sunny with shards of dark,
reminiscing of yesterday,
when laughter paved the
way.
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