But for lust we could be friends,
On each other's necks could weep:
In each other's arms could sleep
In the calm the cradle lends
--Ruth Pitter
~~~~ How to Navigate My Journal ~~~~[
But for lust we could be friends,
On each other's necks could weep:
In each other's arms could sleep
In the calm the cradle lends
--Ruth Pitter
~~~~ How to Navigate My Journal ~~~~[