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, 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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