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 ...
Sunday, December 23, 2007
mistletoe!
Don't go waking me up, don't go pinching me now, I'm still under the mistletoe and we're working our way to the ground. Don't go away, don't leave me now, I'm still in your arms and there's no one else around. La da da da da, La da da da da... I'm still under the mistletoe on our very own holiday cloud.
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