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 ...
Taste the salt
feel the waves,
that's my flesh
and that's your all.
Hear the sounds
like falling rain ,
that's the joy
love gave.
Sing sweet melody with
words out of a dream,
casting you and I the lead
that is what I see.
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