Monday, March 26, 2012

Book o' love

Words cannot even begin to describe or do justice this beautiful thing we have.. Thank you for all the memories. Loving over a sandwich on a balmy spring afternoon..... We spoke for the first time... I'd been circling you... Didn't know if you'd noticed... Until that day... We stood in your kitchen... Oblivious to the voices, the bodies milling around us...

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