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 ...
Thursday, March 06, 2008
I love you
When all that you can see is the darkness in the night, then again close your eyes, for I am with you through till the eve meets with the morning light.. When silence plays a silly game and nothing do you hear, listen very closely as the whispers of love fill the air. When distance writes the chapter and places mountains in the way, open up your heart and and I'll be right there to stay.
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