Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Of love in poetry


'' Tonight I'm falling asleep alone, without my love beside me. The luxury of lingerie and gold, none of that matters now, without you. What good is it, without you. And she fell asleep to the sound of a harp, the moon high in the sky, without you. "

1 comment:

ChloeAmanda said...

Again beautiful...
I wish I could write things like this... sooo cute :)