Annabel Lee: Squee

*

I think, no matter where you stray,
That I shall go with you a way.
Though you may wander sweeter lands,
You will not soon forget my hands,
Nor yet the way I held my head,
Nor all the tremulous things I said.
You still will see me, small and white
And smiling, in the secret night,
And feel my arms about you when
The day comes fluttering back again.
I think, no matter where you be,
You'll hold me in your memory
And keep my image, there without me,
By telling later loves about me.

--Dorothy Parker

Sunday, January 22, 2012

Squee

I have very,
very,
very,
very,
very,
VERY good friends.

Mahalo ke Akua.

4 comments:

cmk7, January 22, 2012 8:58 PM: Yes you do!
Jen, January 23, 2012 8:20 PM: I'm glad!
Kono, January 25, 2012 7:18 AM: Now all you need is a low-maintenance, wild-eyed, passionate lover.
Peau, January 25, 2012 7:35 AM: well that's the truth.

Annabel Lee

Well hello there

*

*

Sunday, January 22, 2012

Squee

4 comments:

Post a Comment

Annabel Lee...

Blog Archive

Annabel Lee

Well hello there

*

*

Sunday, January 22, 2012

Squee

4 comments:

Post a Comment

Annabel Lee...

Blog Archive

Subscribe To