Friday, 28 February 2014

The hours I spend with you

The hours I spend with you 
I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden, 
a dim twilight, and a fountain singing to it. 
You and you alone make me feel that I am alive. 
Other men it is said have seen angels, 
but I have seen thee and thou art enough.
~ George Edward Moore ~

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