As my fingers press into the recess of an old pot pourri jar, the gentle scents of its content tickle my senses, and my mind takes a journey, on the gossamer tendrils of its fragrance, through The Memories Of A Life Time...
Sunday, July 09, 2006
Tango With My Heart
Life should be so perfect as for you to tango with my heart while I strum my love on the strings of your heart.
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