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 ...
I looked to the heavens
to the star shining bright,
knowing wherever you are
the star will cast a light.
One sky above us,
two souls bonded as one,
I hold onto the magic
that is simply called love.
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