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 ...
Saturday, September 08, 2018
Light
The porch light is burning
I dare not turn the light off,
till you find the place of love
sweetly resting in my heart.
Like the moon shining bright
guides me through the night,
closing the gap of distance
it's in your arms for life.
The path is lit before us
eternal beyond all time,
our souls have come together
and no one or nothing can
divide.
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