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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Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams
Tuesday, January 22, 2019
I feel your heart of love
each beat brings you near,
the melody of sweet
softly wafts through the air.
Your soul called out my name
in a whisper that only lovers hear,
as my soul naturally responded
"oh my love I'm waiting here."
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