“Through the dancing poppies stole a breeze…” — M o o r e z a r t
“Through the dancing poppies stole a breeze most softly lulling to my soul.” — John Keats
via “Through the dancing poppies stole a breeze…” — M o o r e z a r t
“Through the dancing poppies stole a breeze most softly lulling to my soul.” — John Keats
via “Through the dancing poppies stole a breeze…” — M o o r e z a r t