Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Friday, January 11, 2008

Loving you, loving me

Sings>
Loving you, loving me,
love like ours is reality.
~
Early dancing in the rain,
we danced till the sunlight
came.
~
Dreams and fantasy working
overtime, playing games with
the mind.
~
Loving you, loving me,
love like ours was meant
to be.


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