I might run from her for a thousand years and she is still my baby child. Our love is so furious that we burn each other out.
In Katharine Viner The Guardian Year 2006, Random House, 2007, p. 287
I might run from her for a thousand years and she is still my baby child. Our love is so furious that we burn each other out.
In Katharine Viner The Guardian Year 2006, Random House, 2007, p. 287