We confess our little faults to persuade people that we have no large ones.
We confess our little faults to persuade people that we have no large ones.
Galactic Lovepoem Warm your feet at the sunset Before we go to bed Read your book by the light of…
Truth suffers herself to be courted, but evidently she has no desire to be won.
Angel's Song I know not, I, What the men together say, How lovers, lovers die And youth passes away. Cannot…