“At last! The skies above are blue…”
- Etta James
I lay on the warm sand and dreamt of love. The sun wrapped his arms around me, and kissed me, and whispered: “There’s no need to dream.”
© 2009 Gin
“At last! The skies above are blue…”
- Etta James
I lay on the warm sand and dreamt of love. The sun wrapped his arms around me, and kissed me, and whispered: “There’s no need to dream.”
Sweet. Was about to ask if you read Letters To Ed, then saw the link. Isabelle writes lovely stuff too.
I found her through your blog actually!