X
We, that both lie here, loved. This denies us.
My lost hand crumbles where her breasts’ lack is.
Love’s known, each lover is anonymous.
We both felt fair. Kiss, for that was our kiss.
X
We, that both lie here, loved. This denies us.
My lost hand crumbles where her breasts’ lack is.
Love’s known, each lover is anonymous.
We both felt fair. Kiss, for that was our kiss.