You again, I say
As though I dreamt
We had never met.
Image by Evelyn De Morgan [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons, Night and Sleep (c. 1878).
Showing posts with label Lucinda. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lucinda. Show all posts
Thursday, June 2, 2016
Luc(in)da
You again, I say
As though I dreamt
We had never met.
Image by Evelyn De Morgan [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons, Night and Sleep (c. 1878).
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