Tempus Fugit
I wish that from your fleeting glance I could undress your history thread by thread hear the soft murmurs of your heart that keep you up at night […]
I wish that from your fleeting glance I could undress your history thread by thread hear the soft murmurs of your heart that keep you up at night […]
We play with words our entire lives. From the moment we opened our mouths, we have molded these completely arbitrary sounds to give physical shape to our thoughts. What combination […]