Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Samuel Quinn. Somerville,


1 comment:

  1. My dreams are more than visions,
    Memories envisioned placed somewhere else, faces of people changed making the mystery enfold.
    My dreams let me "come out", be me, a queer light in the shadows and the hallways I get lost in.
    Like your eyes, Netti, I get lost in your eyes and your vision and, hopefully, peacefully, harmlessly, shall remain deep within your beautiful thought and mysterious wonder. You are so very lovely. Merci and thank you.

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