What do you miss in your solitude?
What memory there intrudes?
The way her hip is made wide
When laying on her side?
What pierces the very flesh
What confounds all rest
When you just want to forget?
Let us forget
What do you miss in your solitude?
What memory there intrudes?
The way her hip is made wide
When laying on her side?
What pierces the very flesh
What confounds all rest
When you just want to forget?
Let us forget
untethered