December 30, 201213 yr She Walks in Beauty She walks in beauty, like the nightOf cloudless climes and starry skies;And all that's best of dark and brightMeet in her aspect and her eyes:Thus mellow'd to that tender lightWhich heaven to gaudy day denies.One shade the more, one ray the less,Had half impaired the nameless graceWhich waves in every raven tress,Or softly lightens o'er her face;Where thoughts serenely sweet expressHow pure, how dear their dwelling-place.And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,The smiles that win, the tints that glow,But tell of days in goodness spent,A mind at peace with all below,A heart whose love is innocent! Lord Byron
December 31, 201213 yr General Boris V., Yuri Gagarin Cosmonaut Training Center [GCTC], Star City, Zvyozdny Gorodok, Russia, 2007.Vincent Fournier Edited December 31, 201213 yr by Takeshi
December 31, 201213 yr She Walks in BeautyShe walks in beauty, like the nightOf cloudless climes and starry skies;And all that's best of dark and brightMeet in her aspect and her eyes:Thus mellow'd to that tender lightWhich heaven to gaudy day denies.One shade the more, one ray the less,Had half impaired the nameless graceWhich waves in every raven tress,Or softly lightens o'er her face;Where thoughts serenely sweet expressHow pure, how dear their dwelling-place.And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,The smiles that win, the tints that glow,But tell of days in goodness spent,A mind at peace with all below,A heart whose love is innocent!Lord Byron HeroineShe walks in beauty like the night Discarding her clothes in the plastic flowers Pornographic and tragic in black and white My Marilyn come to my slum for an hour I'm aching to see my heroine I'm aching been dying for hours and hours She walks in the beauty of a magazine Complicating the boys in the office towers Rafaella or Della the silent dream My Marilyn come to my slum for an hour I'm aching to see my heroine I'm aching been dying for hours and hours, Been dying for hours and hours She walks in beauty like the night Hypnotizing the silence with her powers Armageddon is bedding this picture alright My Marilyn come to slum for an hour I'm aching to see my heroine Aching, been dying for hours and hours I'm 18, I need my heroines Aching, been dying for hours Oh and I'm never alone now Now I'm with herANDERSON, BRETT / BUTLER, BERNARD http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6gLKTNcw0xI Edited December 31, 201213 yr by MocaVukotic
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