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 ...
Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams
Friday, March 16, 2007
Melting snowflakes with your love
Might be snowflakes to the average man, but if you look a little harder you will see that spring now takes a stand, almost over and melting on down stream what remains behind, is the strength of you and me.
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