Aktiengesellschaft
as i woke from ocean fleets an orgasm gave me relief. such tender practice you provide. cool my temper. temper my expectations. grow the citrus and water the herbs. a patch of dirt, the touch of you and the love in your eyes are all i need. there is an emptiness i do not know forty miles above our heads, oh boundless sky. in honor of you big sister, we must learn to sing slowly to stone, drink our tea and dunk our biscuits.