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
Saturday, March 11, 2017
March 21...Spring
There is a little irony
in that first day of spring,
it taught me many lessons
rebirth, lies and dreams.
With winter almost over
and blue skies up above,
I hold on to the magic
of those feelings we call
love.
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