*sigh* such romance flows from pens tonight. It seems the fullness of the harvest moon and the warmth of a setting autumn sun turns hearts to longing for someone to hold close to their hearts. I love this poem. Its tender beauty touches me softly.
Love I leave with you whether it is in your life now or yet the essense of your dreams.
The Lady of Shallot
*sigh* I know this daydream so well, I know this moment so well. You put it so beautifully and tenderly Duncan moments like this kissed by the sun daydreams so lovely , hearts will be won wanting the moment to live on like this she may be also dreaming this bliss
If she who dies with the most toys wins, then can I have some toy boys please?
Listening to every heart