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, March 15, 2014
I Feel it in the Air
The birds arrived
spring is near and
like your sweet love
I feel it in the air.
It warms my heart
and fills it with delight,
like sunshine on a cold
day it shines so ever bright.
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