When you lose your identity, it’s called insanity. And for some men, manhood is their identity.
Of Course Not Love I eat bananas and wait for you, And I live not in St. E’s. I would say it is your voice, Not the clowns, Down. The neck is innocent enough, Not the lower lip of your face, Which no man touches or kisses, Unless I am psychotic. Shall we picnic? […]
$7.99 I am all mad like the bunny Rabbit a secret agent loosed Upon the world I’m off to Tibet to Bring beauty and justice To the Pyrenees. The girl the associate in the bakery shop More beautiful, Not for her visage but Because she labors and therefore Is beautiful. Give her 55, […]