Occulta in nocte lassa lacrima veniet
Spectans intactus sed mox intabescam dolore nocente
Possem purgari perustus sensemque extrahere
Ad me amoris umbra ambulat .
Mark Mosko '96
("Hidden in night, the languid tear will come
Keeping watch, I am untouched, but soon I will
begin to waste away
because of the hurtful sorrow
If only, wasted by fire, I could be purified, and
I could remove this feeling
Towards me, the shadow of love walks")
one of my favorite poems of all time...i love it.
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hope your night went well...
can't wait to see these pics!
(thus passes away the glory of the world)