Sunday, July 12, 2009

Dear Samuel Beam


I would like to inform you that I am pretty sure we are soulmates.

Every time your fingers touch the strings of your guitar, and your voice mingles with it like Polaroid photographs and reluctant love, I am convinced.

We could live in a house with a garden underneath the trees or on a misty beach and wear wool socks.

I would grow you flowers and you would play me guitar, and we could spend all day in a soft white bed or walk by the ocean and the world would be like roses and sea glass and we would be perfectly, perfectly happy.



Sincerely,

Robin Joanne

(If you have not gotten the new Iron & Wine album, Around the Well, please do.)

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