Asking For Shelter From The Storm.

Ask anything. All will be answered with honesty.
I've heard newborn babies crying like a mornig dove. And old men with broken
teeth stranded without love.
And the one eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn.
Come in she said I'll give you, shelter from the storm.
Suddenly I turned around and she was standing there. With silver braclets on her wrists
and flowers in her hair.
She walk up to me and took my crown of thorns. Come in she said I'll give you,
shelter from the storm. (Dylan)
seldonna seldonna
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2 Responses Sep 21, 2012

1971 Moto Guzzi Tourisimo.

Yes. That is what I said and, that is what I meant:).