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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Sunday, January 29, 2017
Gazed into Your Heart
It's not of flesh this meeting as I recognized from the start, that this was very different as I gazed into your heart.
The view quite amazing and I quivered as you jest, as something else was happening and this was love at its best.
I need not look into your eyes or see that smile of yours appear while life took on a different view when two souls stopped to share.
As if the puzzle was completed and your heart fit comfortably in mine I found this unique connection which was lost in some God forsaken rhyme.
The feelings of love, compassion and desire intrigued me even more with each passing hour. I knew it was different and yet very much the same as I felt the comfort like two as one molded out of clay.
Skies of stardust and mountains into sand, as nothing could redirect this unwritten plan, maybe not of fate or destiny's design but I am ever certain your soul was to meet up with mine.
If this be the challenge for some eternal bliss to conquer all of distance and unite with a kiss, when time no longer passes and the days have slipped away, I'll meet you in the clouds where our love will be on display.
This love has no measurement as it grows with each passing day , companion, friend and lover just a breath away. It may seem a bit obsessive for me once more to say" I love you more than a lifetime of those tiny drops of rain . "