heathcliff’s harem

Posted on March 18, 2011 by wren | Comments Off

Their faces like the landscape–

shadows and sunshine flitting over it in rapid succession;

but the shadows rested longer, and the sunshine was more transient

ballooning with ideas

winter is but a white cloud to float upon

toward your window

twinkle toed, nipped nosed, hair as wild as dreams

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