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
Monday, January 13, 2020
You and I
I needed to feel you,
to hold you in my arms,
I went and reserved this dance
with you heart to heart.
I imagined your lips
sweetly touching mine,
in this dance we call life
there is only you and I.
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