THE LIFE THAT LENT ITSELF TO POETRY, AND FELL OFF ETERNITY'S TREE.
Tony Mochama, "Underwear Grows Old"
Sunday, March 23, 2008
I wanted to show her to you, I wanted you to see her face through mine. I wanted you to picture her by my words, but still the picture will be blurred; as very few words can tell enough about her, Very few.. actually none.