triple sigh;

mr. edwards: i am a draper mad with love. i love you more than all the flannelette and calico, candlewick, dimity, crash and merino, tussore, cretonne, crepon, muslin, poplin, ticking and twill, in the whole cloth hall of the world. i have come to take you away to my emporium on the hill, where the change hums on wires. throw away your little bedsocks and your welsh wool knitted jacket, i will warm the sheets like an electric toaster, i will lie by your side like the sunday roast.

miss price: i will knit you a wallet of forget-me-knot blue, for the money to be comfy. i will warm your heart by the fire so that you can slip it under your vest when the shop is closed.

-dylan thomas, “under milk wood”


4 thoughts on “triple sigh;

  1. double comment? yes, but mostly to respond.
    so my sister, the gorgeous one in the white dress, is my younger sister. i’m kind of sucking up the whole “lead by example” when it comes to marriage, but i figure i got time. she always beat me to most things anyway, i.e., tying shoes, blowing up balloons, making bubble gum bubbles, reading….literally everything.

    also, i realize i could have just tweeted you, but i’m lazy.

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