XXXII

The ever enchanting Abigail cradles her remarkable silken tresses with deliberate abandon. My mind is haunted by a similar image of a silver screen temptress from nearly a century ago.
Masquerade, 6th of Novembre, 2004

when the worlds are at their closest, when the veil parts,
that is when you shall see us again
Wednesday, 10 November, 2004 0:45