I am troubled, immeasurablyby your eyes. I am struck by the featherof your soft reply.The sound of glassspeaks quick, disdainand concealswhat your eyes fightto explain.
― Jim Morrison,
Wilderness: The Lost Writings, Vol. 1
I am troubled, immeasurablyby your eyes. I am struck by the featherof your soft reply.The sound of glassspeaks quick, disdainand concealswhat your eyes fightto explain. ― Jim Morrison, Wilderness: The Lost Writings, Vol. 1
