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.
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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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