Whatever happens with us, your bodywill haunt mine - tender, delicateyour lovemaking, like the half-curled frondof the fiddlehead fern in forestsjust washed by sun.-Adrienne Rich
Whatever happens with us, your bodywill haunt mine - tender, delicateyour lovemaking, like the half-curled frondof the fiddlehead fern in forestsjust washed by sun.-Adrienne Rich
