3/05/2014
I have been in the gold of marital bliss.
I‘ve cringed and trembled in the chill of discord.
Now I am old and any touch of hands
Bespeaks not passion nor the rise of rancour.
I‘ve cringed and trembled in the chill of discord.
Now I am old and any touch of hands
Bespeaks not passion nor the rise of rancour.