June 2012
Jason Lee and his daughters →
elysskama:
In my dark self are glittering stars strewn by my emotions. And in my heart shines a moon lighting the processions of my dreams. In my sleepless soul a silence reveals the lover’s secrets and echoes the worshipper’s prayers, And my face wears a magic mask. Torn by the agony of death, it is mended by the songs of youth. We are both alike in every way, Night.
- from O Night, by Kahlil...
