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 ...
I hold you close as close can be,
here in my heart from the start.
I wondered if you thought of me
or if I was just a simple passing?
I Think of you all the time,
as you are always on my mine,
from that first hello, I just couldn't
let go.
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