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 ...
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Sometimes we're up....
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Everyday sunshine in the blue of blues, every morning I wake up thinking of you. A little bit of sadness in every drop of rain, I don't believe my heart will ever be the same.
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Every night a dance upon the clouds so high, surrounded by your love I'm way up in the sky. No mistaken each step that brings your love to me, a little closer through my midnight dreams.
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High atop the roller coaster I'm quickly speeding down, awaiting your kiss I'll soon be on the ground. No measure of time nor what you do to me , the excitement imploding brings me to my knees.
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