Thursday, April 12, 2012

magaziny language of a magaziny mind

Perhaps a bit sappy.  No, really sappy!   
But this line...

"I found you aimless in London I gave you direction,
 I found you smiless I gave you joy,
 Not eternal joy or even joy for a month but immediate, particular, bright little minutes of joy,
 which is all we ever get or should expect." 

 so close to perfection, don't you think?

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