Dorothy Parker – The Thin Edge

The Thin Edge by Dorothy Parker

With you, my heart is quiet here,

And all my thoughts are cool as rain.

I sit and let the shifting year

Go by before the window-pane,

And reach my hand to yours, my dear…

I wonder what it’s like in Spain.

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