Do not go, my love, without asking my leave. I have watched all night, and now my eyes are heavy with sleep. I fear lest I lose you when Im sleeping. Do not go, my love, without asking my leave. I start up and stretch my hands to touch you. I ask myself, Is it a dream? Could I but entangle your feet with my heart and hold them fast to my breast! Do not go, my love, without asking my leave. MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! COLD MORNING...
Posted on: Mon, 22 Dec 2014 22:49:05 +0000
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