Because the world is round, it turns me on.
—The Beatles, “Because”
impossibly lissome
the clouds this dawn
long drawn and wind-spun and pink—
all morning making love
to their memory
Because the world is round, it turns me on.
—The Beatles, “Because”
impossibly lissome
the clouds this dawn
long drawn and wind-spun and pink—
all morning making love
to their memory