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 ...
Indulging my most lucid daydreams
Friday, March 03, 2017
Gaze upon the heavens, allow the image to appear as silk in white flows through the morning air.
Distant as the mountains as they stretch across the sky, but as close as two can get , each breath divided by nine. The visual enticing, as I lay here and sigh, for I have made a life dreaming of you and I. The sun has risen and behind the clouds it hides, but just like the memories it warms the heart and mind.