Friday, December 23, 2011

Darling, the dishwasher has arrived not a moment too soon. I've only been waiting - what - 363 days... but you know me (seems like yesterday, 1.0) - who's counting.


Many kisses for you, darling, all over,
and carnations,
in every room...


I wake - whenever I awake - whether it's night or day, at all moments, I think of you, I think of you, I think of you -- you could make a long strand of Christmas lights and all they would ever twinkle as far as I'm concerned is 'I think of you'

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