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
Monday, December 15, 2008
Snow Crystals
If closing my eyes but once brings you as close as the images of the mind, may closing my eyes a second time place you in my arms.
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