ShutterChemist:
"The butterfly and I had lit upon,/ Nevertheless, a message from the dawn"
ShutterChemist:
"Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things that escape those who dream only at night."
ShutterChemist:
I'll miss your warm breath against my ear.
ShutterChemist:
tenacious november is january's bride
ShutterChemist:
straggler
ShutterChemist:
George Eliot's eyes
ShutterChemist:
bee and flower