The hours I spend with you I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden, a dim twilight, and a fountain singing to it. You and you alone make me feel that I am alive. Other men it is said have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough.
January 17, 2011 | 3:15 p.m.
Canon Rebel | 1/40 | f5.6 | ISO 800 | 259mm