I am as pure as a theorem, a first pure draft of desert air and am the nakedness of space. Stretch away with me into the sky, drenched in all its own silence and majesty.
I am a refugee from the long, slow toothache of English life.
I am as pure as a theorem, a first pure draft of desert air and am the nakedness of space. Stretch away with me into the sky, drenched in all its own silence and majesty.
I am a refugee from the long, slow toothache of English life.