Before I go,
I leave with you my heart,
all the words that flowed from inside
the story that of you and I
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 ...
Before I go,
I leave with you my heart,
all the words that flowed from inside
the story that of you and I
...it's been said " Better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all" or a moment in time. One chapter ...because no one gets the whole book. Sighs.
How many tears have fallen?
I lost count so very long ago,
Time took control but the
memories never quite fade.
I mastered screaming in silence
shouts only the heart can hear,
no words from my lips
only the want of one kiss.
Thoughts of you
stir something deep within my mind.
and there I go once more screaming
in s silence patterned to the ache
that still resides.
Like a movie on replay
on a dark and dreary day,
the love that brought us
together forever remains,