Wednesday, August 26, 2009
"Creep in our ears; soft stillness, and the night" ~ William Shakespeare
Beneath the Boughs As my heart pauses to breathe and my breath lends itself to you with all the rhythm of my loving As the day returns to the light of the moon and the beams cast and caught lighten our tomorrows As sonnets are spun by the poets of our time and their spinning carries a noiseless tune...
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