When I was a child, I spake as a child,
I understood as a child, I thought as a child:
but when I became a man, I put away
childish things. For now we see through a
glass, darkly; but then face to face: now
I know in part; but then shall I know even
as also I am known.
Corinthians 13:11
Radiant strays through lingering blossoms falling quiet as the snow, whirling in the gusts of wind like the angels to dust devils. Bright skin, smiling eyes, short skirts and topless cars. The summer is for color, the weather for freedom. Come out with me, watch the sun rise, warm your soul with me near this fire reflected in your eyes.
posted by Anacryon at 4:18 PM
Anacryon of Io (born ca. 570 BC): one of the Nine Greek lyric poets, notable for his drinking songs and hymns.About Me
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