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 ...
Saturday, August 30, 2008
...to walk in your light!
Consuming the hours, over shadowing the day, as my thoughts drift to you in a most unusual way. I looked to the blue sky and than to the stars, to fill the emptiness left in my heart. Lost without laughter, impaired with out sight, of the beauty of love from day until night. I grasped at thin air, I ran without movement, I sang with out song in some sorte of confusion. My spirit was desperate as it was struggling to find, my companion and lover to be by my side.
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