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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Those who love. Those who have loved. Those who will love and for all who dare to dream of love. The poems in this book were born on nights when the eyes of my beloved were like songs, and the perfume of our love pursued the midnight air. When the rising sun embraced the moon and our love did not disappear, we discovered that our kisses had become stories and stars in the Land of Nod. Nod is where music retires after it is played, and where night calls a moment of its passing a day. Here, dreams recline on chaises waiting to whisper their tales into the hearts of readers and nightingales.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Those who love. Those who have loved. Those who will love and for all who dare to dream of love. The poems in this book were born on nights when the eyes of my beloved were like songs, and the perfume of our love pursued the midnight air. When the rising sun embraced the moon and our love did not disappear, we discovered that our kisses had become stories and stars in the Land of Nod. Nod is where music retires after it is played, and where night calls a moment of its passing a day. Here, dreams recline on chaises waiting to whisper their tales into the hearts of readers and nightingales.