Monday, August 30, 2010
Dear Lisa,
"How could he fail to love someone so strangely and warmly particular,
so painfully honest and self-aware, whose every thought and emotion appeared naked to view,
streaming like charged particles through her changing expressions and gestures?
Even without her strong-boned beauty he would have had to love her."
though
its sunset in your eyes
Labels: all about you
tre arty
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