Why shouldn’t the living cords which lace our being together flick softly against a loved one in the very moment of their unraveling?…Sometimes, all the miles between are as nothing, sometimes, they are narrowed to the little silence between the beats of a heart.
Why shouldn’t the living cords which lace our being together flick softly against a loved one in the very moment of their unraveling?…Sometimes, all the miles between are as nothing, sometimes, they are narrowed to the little silence between the beats of a heart.
