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And you could reach out for my hand and I would take it
And you could whisper me questions and I would answer
And you could open my mouth bringing breath to me
And I the same with you –
A gift of moon
of soul
of all those long always summer nights between us.
” The summer nights were passing outside like gay whores with tinkles of cheap jewelery, opened and emollient like a vast bed”
Anais Nin
photographer unknown
” All things were born anew when her dress fell
on the floor of his room.”
Anais Nin
paris by pdlyons
And you could reach out for my hand and I would take it
And you could whisper me questions and I would answer
And you could open my mouth bringing breath to me
And I the same with you –
A gift of moon
of soul
of all those long always summer nights between us.
” The summer nights were passing outside like gay whores with tinkles of cheap jewelery, opened and emollient like a vast bed”
Anais Nin
photographer unknown
” All things were born anew when her dress fell
on the floor of his room.”
Anais Nin
paris by pdlyons
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