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 ...
Wednesday, December 06, 2017
Never Far Apart
Dormant trees sway are dancing in the wind
and the blue skies fade as a new day begins.
Deep in the hollow the hills have a voice
without a word it conveys of lifes choice.
Moments pass to hours as hours take away the day,
documenting our love so it will never fade away.
through the ever changing landscape an imprint of
you and I are found embraced and forever entwined.
The magic of love explodes like a flaming star,
found within the soul and released by the heart.
Racing the moment to be just where you are,
I took to the clouds so we're never far apart.
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