Tonight I have few words, but a greater depth of exploration. In the dark of the night I can sense your being. I am running and running as fast I can, open your arms and you will see, that the race through the stars is the very next dream.
I felt a cloud heavy and gray, surround my soul for most of the day. Then suddenly the sky parted in a way, clearing the distance that kept you at bay. The wind it roared it controlled the sea and so I thought it could work for me. Whispers of love in a winter time breeze, direct to your heart to remind you of me. Softly feel it brush against your face and leave with you my tender embrace.
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 ...
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Sunday, February 03, 2008
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