 | #30: FOUNTAINThe hours I spend with you I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden, a warm sunshine, and a fountain singing to it. You and you alone make me feel that I am alive. Other men it is said have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough. | |
by Victoria Jocson © All Rights Reserved | ||
1.30.2010
#30
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