Mazes
February 25, 2023
I’d try to douse myself in music and forget but all the bastards seem to have
sung of you … More Mazes
I’d try to douse myself in music and forget but all the bastards seem to have
sung of you … More Mazes
shadows of her fragrance that tug faintly at my heart, under my lapels,
what do I sing to them, and how, my desires? … More songs, unwritten