Present, Accounted For
My Dear: surely it is now over aweek, I fear, since last I mentionedhow pleasant it is to dine with you?Pardon my lapse, permit me nowto congratulate once again, yourfine culinary skills, charming companyand brilliant conversational observations.You do, very much so indeed, yetresemble the young woman, fair ofcountenance and ready smile, I meta lifetime ago. And it has been alifetime, one of tenderness and joythat we have shared. Full in yearsand young in memory, we entwinedour destinies and extend that lifetimeinto a future we have yet to share.
Friday, August 3, 2012
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