If I could but capture this moment and lock it away in a secret vault of my treacherous heart - the crimson rays of the setting sun falling in a sheath from up above through a canopy of rust-colored foliage, casting a beatific glow - this moment that makes me blissfully content, this moment that takes my breath away!
Samstag, Oktober 20, 2007
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