We survive, but we have yet to live. Drained of blood and tears we wearily march with valiant hearts through the darkest night by lamplight, holding high our banners of war with nothing left to give.
Eroticism, romance, and intimacy through poetry.
We survive, but we have yet to live. Drained of blood and tears we wearily march with valiant hearts through the darkest night by lamplight, holding high our banners of war with nothing left to give.
