Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Must be Love

There is the place in the mountains where I go to share, my heart and soul with you my dear. I whispered darling, I love you so and the hills echoed back real loud and slow. I feel you daily in this magical place, where dreams are made in a lifetime embrace.

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