02 January, 2008
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
"From far, from eve and morning and yon twelve-winded sky, the stuff of life to knit me blew hither: here am I. ...Now -- for a breath I tarry nor yet disperse apart -- take my hand quick and tell me, what have you in your heart."
3 comments:
:shock:
To be married? That's great if that is what you mean!
::blink::
::blink::
Uhhhh, I wish him well. Still...
::blink::
Post a Comment