Tuesday, November 04, 2008

Dawn 1942

"... Dearest, God knows when we shall meet
again, yet somehow I feel there must be some-
thing in the future for us... You know... your
lady moon still shines... and you gave me
your heart a long time ago... I should like
to kiss you and kiss these funny little ideas
out of your mind...”

(From the writings of my sweetest flower, highest hill, happiest dawn – and strongest straw)

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