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, November 28, 2007
How can I feel your sweet tender kiss that is parted by the miles? With the heavens clearly above me and the earth far below, I am standing on the cloud of dreams in a spectacular midnight show. Soul to soul entwined and smack upon my lips, I felt your tenderness emit the pleasure of a wonderful love packed kiss. Sweet as summer cherries ripe and ready to fall, and as deep as the river banks that steadily overflows. Inclosed desire and passion, respect and a lot of faith and holding my breath a little longer I felt the love of my soul mate.
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beijO rachel...
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