JUST THE SAME (April 21, 2014)
My beloved is safe at home, but I am listening to Indian music and weeping, bawling. Her toes, her thighs, her eyes. My tears and her tears taste just the same.
My beloved is safe at home, but I am listening to Indian music and weeping, bawling. Her toes, her thighs, her eyes. My tears and her tears taste just the same.