Wednesday, February 7, 2024

"We were together. I forget the rest." ~ Walt Whitman

 “My love is a winter’s mist

gently dissolving
through the window
at the nape of your neck.”

― Sanober Khan, A touch, a tear, a tempest





















Some girl who can't tell the difference between a wolf and her grandmother must either have been as dense as teak or come from an extremely ugly family.
― Terry Pratchett

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