Posted on 7/1/2009 | Views: ()
Little Words -Dorothy Parker
When you are strayed, there is nor bloom nor leaf
Nor singing sea at night, nor silver birds.
And I may only stare, and shape my grief
In little words.
I cannot conjure loveliness, to drown
The bitter woe...

Posted on 6/29/2009 | Views: ()
sea...
see...
everything is quiet...
there are only you and your rhythm...
the noises are so far and muffled and you can be free at last..
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IzMP4MJmfQE