Sunday, January 23, 2011
The One With The Bookshop Window.
Dear Lover,
It's like that scene in Breakfast at Tiffany's.
Standing in awe.
In comfortable, easy awe.
Staring at such a favorite thing.
Something worth dressing up for.
Saving for.
Delighting in the moment for.
Love,
Me.
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