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 ...
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
You and I
For every time you made me smile and chased away the blues,
held me in the night and allowed your love to infuse.
On the days when the chill of life reappears, it’s the warmth
of your arms that hold me so ever near.
Incredible this touch that traveled through the years and surfaced
with a love from one who showed how much they care.
When your hand was reaching, mine was reaching back and
forever have we bonded, two friends who rid the skies of black.
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