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 ...
Sunday, July 24, 2005
Follow Me
Courting devils time, plays tricks with the mind.
Keeping you from me, tries to steal my world of dreams.
My heart feels the sadness I’m entangled in this madness.
No blue bird song or river’s long can heal the ache in me
A long came a memory and placed you next to me.
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Close your eyes ...and let your heart lead beyond your mind. Love at your fingertips let your soul entwine with mine.....Place your hands overhead, feel your cheek next to mine. oh !the scent of you sends chills up my spine.Breathe deep into my soul , I’m losing control. Playing
with yesterday, I’m tomorrows fool.
Follow me.......
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