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 ...
Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams
Thursday, March 20, 2014
Words...
Giving laughter on the darkest of day,
in my dreams in a loving kind of way.
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Call it a need,
I need you here,
Call it a want,
I want you my dear.
Call it a love,
a love so sweet,
call it an angel
right out of my dream.
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