THE MANNEQUIN IN THE BRIDAL SHOP WINDOW
THE MANNEQUIN IN THE BRIDAL SHOP WINDOW We walk, you and I, as if alone, though not. Your smiles and laughter, the sweetness of your voice, the snowflakes gathered on your dark hair, are wonderful mysteries to me, so wonderful that they obscure all around me except the magic, the mystery of this one... Sign in to see full entry.