Tuesday, 5 June 2012

ne me quitte pas, don't leave me

It is almost time. Days are growing shorter and moments are passing at great speed. How I wish I could fold you up and keep you in my pocket. In fact I would be content even to sit inside your pocket and feel your warmth until I'm ready to let go. You are too wonderful and life is near perfect when you are fitted in the frame beside me.











If you really must go, please come back. 


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