I’m still getting over my Leonard (Oh Leonard, my Leonard ( !¡ )
and I don’t know when that will happen.
We’ve now lost a warrior of LOve and Beauty. Perhaps she’ll be singing some of his poems somewhere in the universe tonight, or her own work, I do not know.
And I shall use my best English, for all I can say is:
Fucking disease, Fuck thyself..,
f**k thyself royally.
(I’m at a loss for words, but, may you continue to shine through your music and stance)
(the ”featured image” (one of Sharon Jones) for this post comes from – HERE)
…… because somethings are eternal.
– your sweet voice is proof.
January 25, 1938 – January 20, 2012