February 2012
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January 2012
37 posts
Last night I dreamt of Christopher Bailey
I can’t recall the details.
It’s still a little fuzzy.
You were there and so was I.
I think we were lovers,
but it wasn’t that sort of dream.
We were both dressed wool sweaters and pajamas,
and the was a dog near our feet.
We were in an English country manor,
and we were drinking tea.