I sometimes pass by your abode knave-like, Hoping to glance at you out of my eyes corner.
Saturday, April 20, 2024 12:52
As far as there is in the world the trace of you, As far as there is in the heaven the sound of your voice
Monday, February 12, 2024 03:20
Thursday, January 04, 2024 05:04
Except the abode of the beloved nowhere I have, Except the soil of your door no desire there is in my mind.
Monday, November 20, 2023 01:24
Tuesday, November 14, 2023 11:19
Monday, October 02, 2023 02:01
Thursday, September 14, 2023 02:11
Friday, June 23, 2023 10:50