The original is unfaithful to the translation.
The original is unfaithful to the translation.
Red Boots On Way down Geneva All along Vine, Deeper than the snowdrift Love's eyes shine: Mary Lou's walking In…
Words ought to be a little wild for they are the assault of thoughts on the unthinking.
Grown-up Was it for this I uttered prayers, And sobbed and cursed and kicked the stairs, That now, domestic as…