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.
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Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams
Tuesday, February 19, 2019
Unlimited Combinations Of Love
Run your fingers through my hair and
I'll hold you close and whispers share,
in a rare meeting of true kindred souls
the magic of love is to behold.
Place your sweet lips to mine
imagine you're in a unwritten rhyme,
where two hearts join as one
like the clashing of clouds above.
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