For Ruth
Sing-sing me a melody in your bad Scottish-Essex accent lift my spirits from the gutter to the sky’s grand entrance Tell me you love me...
Sing-sing me a melody in your bad Scottish-Essex accent lift my spirits from the gutter to the sky’s grand entrance Tell me you love me...
Paint me! Yes! please Paint me into time indefinite itself! with umber for my searching, eager eyes of love and pain titanium white, yellow ochre...