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
Friday, June 12, 2015
Hearts That Sing
Listen to the whispers,
like a breath of wind,
sweet words of love
heart to heart as one.
Notes from the heavens,
drift down from above
to accompany the heart
as it sings of our love.
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