Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, May 29, 2008

You and I

It wasn't that I was looking, or that it was some big surprise, flowers all seemed to be blooming paired by two in the garden under the bluest of sky. I saw the ducks nested, the robins in the tree and in the hills I saw a reflection, I was sure it was you and me. I thought I must be mistaken, how could this imagery be, but than I felt your love flow from the deepest part of me.


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