I hate and I love. Perhaps you ask why I do it? I don't know, but I feel it happening and am tortured.


Carmina, LXXXV


I hate and I love. Perhaps you ask why I do it? I don't know, but I feel it happening and am tortured.

I hate and I love. Perhaps you ask why I do it? I don't know, but I feel it happening and am tortured.

I hate and I love. Perhaps you ask why I do it? I don't know, but I feel it happening and am tortured.

I hate and I love. Perhaps you ask why I do it? I don't know, but I feel it happening and am tortured.