Nothing was my
Before love, love, Nothing was mine
vacillai the streets and things;
nothing mattered or had name
the world was in the air waiting. ...
Pablo Neruda, Poems, 1952 - Part
few love songs in a leaden day .. .
and the photo of the tart that made my daughter (who also wrote the note that accompanied it!) and my hubby ... yum yum
and the photo of the tart that made my daughter (who also wrote the note that accompanied it!) and my hubby ... yum yum
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| will also see my jar of Filini decorated for the occasion ! |
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