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 ...
Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams
Thursday, September 11, 2008
I love you
I can hear the hum of the training coming through and
all I can do is think of you and how much I love you.
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