Coffeefied. Operafied. Fluffified. Beglittered.
Besides which, dancing.
Saturday, April 4, 2015
Poetry Caturday: Desire
Where true Love burns Desire is Love’s pure flame;
It is the reflex of our earthly frame,
That takes its meaning from the nobler part,
And but translates the language of the heart.
~Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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