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 ...
My heart led me
to the heavens above,
where we danced close
on our very own cloud.
I sensed your heart and soul
as you have a loving hold,
pulled me close as two can be
felt your kiss in a dream.
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