Maps the half-remembered places,
I have come to while I slept -
Continents a dream had kept
Secret from all waking folk
Till to your face I awoke,
And remembered then the shore,
And the dark interior
This ridiculous blog was created for the cast of characters I call my best friends. I want them to know when I wake up, when I drink coffee, when I take Moo for a walk and when I, er, pass gas...while I'm in Ithaca.
1 comment:
You are gorgeous.
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