Monday, October 14, 2002

and i think to myself, what a wonderful world

I feel quietly beautiful, quietly alive. the hair-in-your-eyes, milky-white, smell-of-skin type of beautiful. the type of beautiful after waking up, after seeing someone you love and letting them hold you. the kind i hope my husband will see in me. I can't quite describe it. But I think, if you saw me, you'd understand.


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