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
Monday, October 01, 2007
Tchaikovsky: Swan Lake (Opus Arte)
Dreams of love, dance of hearts, you and I. Magic tooks us for a ride high above the mountains and there you'll find us each day. Dreaming in the most wonderful of way....
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