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 ...
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Blue sky Blue
Blue sky blue, no secret when it comes to you.
A world debut my love for you, viewed in the sky of blue.
Blue sky blue, upon the clouds I dance with you.
Up high where dreams come true, I see me and you.
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Trout lily, spring frilly to the heart a bee sting.
Wake up my love to the seasons life ring.
Fragrant the flowers of each new day,
aroma enchanting creates a bouquet.
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