Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Romantic Words By Edgar Allan Poe

Yes, I now feel that it was then on that evening of sweet dreams- that the very first dawn of human love burst upon the icy night of my spirit. Since that period I have never seen nor heard your name without a shiver half of delight, half of anxiety….For years your name never passed my lips, while my soul drank in, with a delirious thirst, all that was uttered in my presence respecting you.
~Edgar Allan Poe