“She was a flower of the mountain when she put the rose in her hair like the Andalusian girls ... and how we kissed under the Moorish wall”
From the diaries of J. J.
June 16, 1904
June 16, 1904
An incarnation of my (day)dreams.
An illustration of states of my mind.
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