Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams
Showing posts with label hills. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hills. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Burning Bush



I confided to the hills of the hollow all the secrets of my heart, the love I was given and how you ignited with a simple little spark.
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The burning bushes now flaming, red as fire in the hills. The display within natures boundaries, a reminder of how wonderful it feels.
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The wind no longer blowing and still movement can be felt, a swirl of memories exploding, continue to make my heart melt.
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My mind is restlessly wandering and not sure if magic plays a part, the smiles they keep on coming and I know you've been beside me from the start.