Quotes About Fondles

This is what I have. The dull hangover of waiting, the blush of my heart on the damp grass, the flower-faced moon. A gull broods on the shore where a moment ago there were two. Softly my right hand fondles my left hand as though it were you.

A gull broods on the shore where a moment ago there were two. Softly my right hand fondles my left hand as though it were you.