Feisty and Disorderly
I'd Be Lying If I Said It Never Crossed My Mind
Friday, April 30, 2010
She Walks in Beauty
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and eyes.
Things that remind me of Lord Byron's poems.
1. Jean Paul
Peaches & Cream
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