[Osquer 42]
It was really the strains of the waltz that put me over the moon. The magic of the night was distilled from the random bubbles of the champagne and the desultory glints of moonlight into a shining jewel of memory by the smooth caress of three quarter time.
November 28, 2006 03:10 PM (18:10 EST)
It was really the strains of the waltz that put me over the moon. The magic of the night was distilled from the random bubbles of the champagne and the desultory glints of moonlight into a shining jewel of memory by the smooth caress of three quarter time.
November 28, 2006 03:10 PM (18:10 EST)
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