Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, November 01, 2007

Every Rose


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I see your love in every rose that blooms,
I hear your laughter at high noon.
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The steps a little out of time, but I don't
care if you don't mind .
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Garden dancing or in the clouds, as long as
I have you around. I'm happy as can be

in this life with you and me.
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I see your love in the skies of blue, I
hear your voice coming through.
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Looking forward to each day and
how you chase the grey skies away.
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I'm gonna hold you tight, I'm not
gonna let you slip tonight.
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I see your love above the mountains high as
they reach up to the blue sky and the
sounds of your laughter from my
very own everafter.

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